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?”

not trust Philip. He

not want to see a ray of hope, only

much money do you

“Two billion. Also, we might not be able to give you a return on

His heart was pounding.

only his initial celebration that he remembered just

expression changed slightly when he heard that amount

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

suddenly said, completely

moment, everyone in the room

calmly drinking his tea without a word at

really was

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

he could give

could not allow others to bully

then, he still made sure to pay the

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

already old and gray, but right here and now, his

a boon for the domestic medical

he never dared

all jumped to their feet and respectfully raised their

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 up with the best results, so that we

The applause was rapturous.

had their fill of food and wine, they

coincidence awaited him when he passed

called out to him