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?”

did not trust Philip. He was just being very

see a ray of hope, only to have it

you need?” Philip asked

not be able

His heart was pounding.

only his initial celebration that he remembered just how enormous a

slightly when he heard that

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

suddenly said,

moment, everyone in the

stayed calmly drinking his tea without a

was not

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

he could give

allow others to bully his

then, he still made sure to pay the

shocked that his 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

gray, but right here

a boon

he

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

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 dedicate your minds to your research and come up with the best results, so that we can slap those foreigners in the face with what we can do.

The applause was rapturous.

their fill of food and wine,

but an unfortunate coincidence awaited him when he passed

voice called out to him loudly