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

not want to see a ray of hope, only to have

money do you need?” Philip asked

billion. Also, we might not be able to give you a

His heart was pounding.

that he remembered just how enormous a sum two billion

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

Turner’s Hospital’s Riverdale branch must only have a contract with Beacon Pharmaceutical, and

suddenly said, completely

everyone in

stayed calmly drinking his tea without a word at the

was

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

so he could give

could not allow others to bully his country,

made sure to pay

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 you with

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

such a boon for the domestic medical

unimaginable boon, the likes he never dared

all jumped to their feet and respectfully raised their glasses

access to medical technology, refusing to share their knowledge with us. I’ve gotten

The applause was rapturous.

fill of food

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

called out to him loudly