The First Heir

They needed at least two billion in investments this time!

Henry could afford that much himself, but he could not possibly contribute so much at once. He would require approval and red tape from all parties.

That was why the medical developments in the country could not keep up with those from overseas.

Now that Mr. Clarke had agreed to invest that amount, though, that would speed up domestic research by at least five years!

Five whole years!

That would take so much blood, sweat, and tears from so many diligent medical personnel.

Henry Turner knew very well how much every medical researcher toiled away behind the scenes, doing what looked like mundane and meaningless experiments.

That was why he was so grateful.

It was not just him, either. His students in the room were extremely excited too.

They knew that their teacher had brought them here and treated this man to a meal for a reason.

They needed to find someone who was willing to donate two billion.

That was not a small sum by any means.

Who would ever want to invest in a medical project that could go five or even ten years without a tangible result?

Everyone was getting emotional, and they all cheered to Philip’s health.

It took a while before Henry finally calmed down. He ventured carefully, “Mr. Clarke, we need an astronomical amount of funding this time. Are you sure you’re willing to invest in us?”

that Henry did not trust Philip. He was just being

see a ray of hope,

much money do you need?” Philip asked

with some difficulty, “Two billion. Also, we might not be able to give you

His heart was pounding.

remembered just how enormous

slightly when he heard that amount made Henry’s

on one condition. Turner’s Hospital’s Riverdale branch must only have a contract with

said,

moment, everyone in the room was

drinking his tea without a word at

billion really was not

built a national statue of Confucious on Mount Fuji, he spent almost ten

could give

allow others to bully his

still made sure to pay the oppressors back for their humiliation of his

hands were shaking. Hot tears filled his eyes and he said excitedly, “You’re amazing, Mr. Clarke! I accept your condition, no problem! On behalf of medical workers everywhere, I thank

gray, but right here

a boon for the domestic

boon, the likes he never dared to dream

room had all jumped to their feet and respectfully raised their glasses

for the local medical scene. Right now, the bigger countries are dominating the area and limiting our access to medical technology, refusing to share their knowledge with us. I’ve gotten quite sick of that. All I ask is that all of you can dedicate your minds to your research and come

The applause was rapturous.

of food and wine, they decided to

but an unfortunate coincidence awaited

voice called out to him