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. He was just being very

want to see a ray of hope,

much money do you need?” Philip

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

His heart was pounding.

he remembered just how

he heard

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

said,

that moment, everyone in the room was

drinking his tea

billion really was not that

statue of Confucious on Mount Fuji, he

so he could give them the

not allow others to bully his country,

sure to pay the oppressors

“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

Turner was already old and gray, but right here and now,

such a boon for the domestic

unimaginable boon, the likes he never dared to

doctors in the room had all jumped to

access to medical technology, refusing to share their knowledge with us. I’ve gotten quite sick of that. All I ask is that all

The applause was rapturous.

had their fill of food and wine, they decided to leave

visited the washroom, but an unfortunate coincidence awaited him when he passed

voice called out to him loudly from