My place is on fire

Chapter 15 The end of medicine is theology!

On the futon in front of the Bixia Yuanjun Empress statue.

An Qingxia knelt on it, clasped her hands together, closed her eyes tightly, with a pious expression on her face.

"I beg your mother to have mercy, give me and my husband a child..."

An Qingxia silently sent the most devout prayers to Empress Bixia Yuanjun.

She is a native of Kyoto and a highly educated intellectual.

Originally, she scoffed at feudal superstition.

However, when the most advanced medicine could not solve the stubborn illnesses of herself and her husband, she could only choose to believe in theology.

The end of medicine is theology.

She and her husband have struggled for most of their lives, and they have four suites in Wudaokou, worth more than 3000 million, plus a hotel with a market value of more than 6000 million under their names.

The total assets of An Qingxia and Luo Yonghao are expected to exceed 1 million by the end of this year.

However, the two of them are now over fifty years old, and it seems that half of their lives have passed.

Money is something that you don't bring with you when you are born, and you don't take it with you when you die.

I and my husband have no children, so what's the point of working hard to earn more money?
After death, it's not like you can't take a penny with you.

When they were young, the two only cared about their careers and didn't think too much about it. They felt that they were fine.

No burden, no ties.

As I get older, the feeling of emptiness and loneliness becomes more and more intense.

Without offspring, the husband and wife suddenly felt that their life's efforts and struggles had lost their meaning.

Thinking that after the two of them died, there was not even a grave for themselves, and the idea of ​​having a child became even stronger.

However, as the two grew older, the chances of pregnancy became increasingly slim.

If you really can't give birth to yourself, you can only adopt one.

At the beginning of this month, the couple were discussing whether to adopt a girl in an orphanage.

Today, by chance, I came to a Niangniang Temple.

Both An Qingxia and his wife had a very special feeling in their hearts: Could it be that God is guiding the two of them in the dark?

The husband and wife knelt down on the futon for more than half an hour, and Luo Rongning looked a little sleepy, so they got up.

An Qingxia asked Luo Yuning: "Little brother, where is the merit box in your temple? We want to donate some incense money to the empress."

"Uh..." Luo Yuning suddenly discovered a problem, there is no merit box in his temple!
Luo Rongning took out his mobile phone and asked, "Eldest sister, why don't you scan it on my mobile phone first, and I will convey your and eldest brother's wishes to your empress."

"Alright." An Qingxia nodded, but she had no objections.

To put it bluntly, donating merit is a kind of "self-comfort", as long as you donate the money yourself.

As for how the Temple Wishes will deal with the money, who cares?
An Qingxia took out a legendary "Thirteen Fragrances" from her pocket and scanned Luo Rongning's payment code.

"Ding! V Letter received 1 yuan!" Seeing the amount An Qingxia donated, Luo Rongning was surprised.

This eldest sister is really not easy, the price is 1 yuan, and I have met a rich sister today!

【Bixia Yuanjun empress felt An Qingxia's strong desire to have a child, and raised her pregnancy rate to 40%, which lasted for a week. 】

[Note 1: For every additional 1 yuan in donations, the pregnancy rate will increase by 10%. 】

[Note 2: The money host donated by the worshipers cannot be used for other purposes, and the system will donate the full amount to those in need through formal channels. 】

The moment An Qingxia donated, the system page popped up automatically, and three promotions were issued.

"You can still play like this..." When Luo Rongning saw the three newly refreshed system prompts, his heart turned cold.

Co-author, the 1 yuan is nothing to do with me?
Luo Rongning hurriedly checked his account balance, and sure enough, the 1 yuan that he had just received had disappeared.

The system was directly donated to the Dutch Provincial Red Cross for disaster relief in the Netherlands.

At the same time, a donation certificate of 1 yuan was added to Luo Rongning's mobile phone.

An Qingxia put the phone back into her pocket and said, "I hope it will come true this time. To tell you the truth, little brother, this is our first child. Our biggest wish in this life is to have our own baby." My child, if my mother shows mercy to our two children this time, it will not be a problem if I donate another 80 yuan to our temple later."

"Oh, I hope it will come true once." Luo Yonghao sighed, obviously not having much hope.

He does not mean that.

After Luo Yuning heard An Qingxia's words, he thought for a while.

The basic pregnancy rate of Bixia Yuanjun Niangniang Temple is 30%.

According to the 1% increase in the probability of donating 10 yuan, you only need to donate 7 yuan to increase the pregnancy rate to 100%!

If I help this wealthy lady conceive a child, wouldn't I get another 100 million?
How come there is a sense of sight of asking for a child with a lot of money...

Although the 100 million won't be able to get a penny, but it can be used to help those in need, which can be regarded as a contribution to the country.

Moreover, the second system mission is to help 2000 people get pregnant. There is an opportunity in front of them, so naturally they cannot let it go.

"That sister..." Luo Yuning looked up at An Qingxia after she had made up her mind, "If I donate another 6 yuan, I can assure you that I will get my wish within a week. Refund."

An Qingxia said in surprise, "You can guarantee that my wish will come true..."

"I said buddy, you are a bit too greedy!"

After Luo Yonghao heard Luo Yuning's words, his face became ugly: "My wife donated 1 yuan to you, which is already very interesting, but you still want to fool us into donating another 6 yuan!"

"Are you still talking about a full refund if it doesn't work? You said it nicely. When we come to you for a refund, maybe something will happen. You have seen a lot of routines like this. Wife, let's go !"

After Luo Yonghao finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to hold An Qingxia, and wanted to leave angrily.

"My husband... I don't think he's lying to us." An Qingxia grabbed Luo Yonghao's arm.

Although Luo Rongning's words sounded extremely absurd, the woman's intuition told her that Luo Rongning was not lying.

Luo Yonghao insisted: "My wife! You are too kind and simple! He is obviously blind to money and wants to cheat us more money!"

"Little brother, you didn't lie to us, did you?" An Qingxia looked at Luo Rongning expectantly, waiting for his answer.

The temptation to have a child is too great for her, even if she is cheated, she is willing to give it a try.

I was cheated, and it was only 6 yuan, so I didn't buy a bag.

If what he said was true, he would regret it for the rest of his life if he missed this opportunity.

Luo Rongning didn't explain too much, took out the mobile phone from his pocket, unlocked the mobile phone, and showed the donation certificate he just got to the two of them.

And explained: "I'm here to give you a guarantee, no matter how much money tourists donate to our Niangniang Temple, our scenic spot will not take any money, and it will be used for charity."

Luo Yonghao and An Qingxia are both philanthropists, and they have countless donation certificates. At a glance, the donation certificates on Luo Rongning's mobile phone are real.

"This... I'm sorry buddy, I was too impulsive and misunderstood you, I apologize to you." Luo Yonghao read Luo Yuning's donation certificate, and apologized to him sincerely.

Luo Yuning smiled and said, "It's okay, I can understand how big brother feels."

After the misunderstanding was cleared up, An Qingxia smiled and said, "Then what are you waiting for, little brother, quickly take out your payment code, I can't wait."

Luo Rongning called up the payment code on her mobile phone, An Qingxia scanned the code readily, and paid another 6 yuan.

【Bixia Yuanjun empress felt An Qingxia's strong desire to have a child, and raised her pregnancy rate to 100%, which lasted for a week. 】

The moment An Qingxia completed the payment, the system gave another reminder.

The pregnancy rate is 100%, this time it must be done!
(End of this chapter)