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?”

was not that Henry did not trust Philip.

of hope,

money do you

Also, we might not be able to give you a return on your investment within five to ten

His heart was pounding.

only his initial celebration that he remembered just how enormous a sum two billion

changed slightly when he heard that amount made Henry’s

give you four billion, but on one condition. Turner’s Hospital’s Riverdale branch must only have

suddenly said,

everyone in

Thomas stayed calmly drinking his tea

was not

the young master built a national statue of Confucious on

could give them

others to bully his

a hundred years had passed since then, he still made sure to pay the oppressors back for

eyes and he said excitedly, “You’re amazing, Mr. Clarke! I accept your condition, no problem! On behalf of medical workers everywhere, I thank you with

gray, but right here and

such a boon for the domestic medical

unimaginable boon, the likes he never dared to dream

the doctors in the room had all jumped to their feet and respectfully raised their glasses at

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

The applause was rapturous.

of food and wine,

awaited

to