The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

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.

ventured carefully, “Mr. Clarke, we need an astronomical amount of funding this time. Are you sure you’re willing to invest in us?” It was not that Henry did not trust Philip. He was just being very cautious. He did not want to see a ray of hope, only to have it dashed once more. “How much money do you need?” Philip asked calmly. Henry said with

billion was. The way Philip’s expression changed slightly when he heard that amount made Henry’s heart skip a beat too. “I’ll give you four billion, but on one condition. Turner’s Hospital’s Riverdale branch

country, Orienta! Although a hundred years had passed since then, he still made sure to pay the oppressors back for their humiliation of his country. Henry was so 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 thank you with all my heart. Please… Please accept my toast!” Henry Turner was already old and gray,

local medical scene. Right now, the bigger countries are dominating the area and limiting our access to medical technology, refusing to share their knowledge with us. I’ve gotten quite

broke hobo?” The voice was taunting, filled with arrogance and contempt. Philip frowned slightly and turned to see Aiden Grant, who was walking out of the hall. He was wearing a deep-green suit and dressed to the nines, looking like the very embodiment of success. Aiden was in a bad mood these past few days. It all started with the terrible embarrassment he suffered after the previous incident. He had been looking for a way