The First Heir

Chapter 115

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?”

trust Philip. He was just

ray of hope, only to have it

do you

able to give

His heart was pounding.

initial celebration that he remembered just how

changed slightly when he heard that amount made Henry’s heart skip

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

suddenly said, completely

that moment, everyone in the room

Thomas stayed calmly drinking his tea without

really was

then, when the young master built a national statue of Confucious on Mount Fuji, he spent almost ten billion on

could give them the

could not allow others

then, he still made sure to pay

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 you with all my heart. Please… Please accept my

Turner was already old and gray, but right here and now, his blood was rushing

was such a boon for

boon, the likes he never

in the room had all jumped to their

with us. I’ve gotten quite sick of that.

The applause was rapturous.

of food and

coincidence awaited him when

to him loudly

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