(Clearwisdom.net) My surname is Zhang. I'm 47 years old and I live in a remote mountain village which is located a hundred miles away from Xinyang City, Henan Province. I have four children who are all studying in college, high school or junior high, so we are burdened with enormous financial obligations.

In the middle of September, 2008, I began to have pain on the right half of my body causing me to be unable to work a week later. I tried various methods of treatment. I had numerous hospital examinations, in addition to visiting a local temple to kneel before the image of a Buddha and burn joss paper as a sacrificial offering. However, none of these helped. In February 2009, I went to the famous Tongji Hospital in Wuhan City to have an examination. The results of my consultation showed that I was suffering from lung and bone cancer in the advanced stages. My husband cried and begged the doctors there, "Please help my wife now! Ever since she married me, she has worked from dawn to dusk for more than twenty years without even relaxing one day. My family cannot do without her!" The doctors shook their heads helplessly. I was aware that the disease I suffered couldn't be cured even if we had a large amount of money. Moreover, we didn't have much money to begin with. We have to spend more than twenty thousand yuan every year for my four children's tuition fees and we already owed a debt of over tens of thousands. In addition, my husband and I earned our living just by farming and a small side business of selling shoes. We would not be able to afford it. In the past half year, what we have spent for my medical expenses could pay for more than a year's tuition fee for my children. The children are my only hope. How could I have the heart to compromise their tuition? Even if I were to live in the hospital, what we'd be doing is only spending more money to no avail. Due to my refusal of hospitalization, my husband spent a thousand yuan on pain-killers and took me back home.

Before I went to Wuhan, the pain-killers were able to mitigate some of the pain, however, they hadn't worked since I returned home and instead my condition became worse. The burning pain in my legs, the piercing pain in my shoulders and my arms made me feel like I was being stabbed by a knife all over. The pain in my face made me look deathly pale. The skin on my hands and legs was peeling. I could not fall asleep day or night. I was really the living dead. I thought I couldn't encumber my husband and children anymore.

In the middle of March, I requested my four children to return home to have our family photo taken in my peach orchard. I invited my friends and relatives to help me prepare my funeral clothes and coffin. After putting my home in order, I tried several times to take sleeping pills that I had prepared well in advance. However, all of my proposed attempts were discovered by my careful eldest daughter; hence she threw all the pills away.

During my most desperate state, my brother-in-law came and told my husband, "Falun Gong, which is what my great-aunt practices, may save your wife's life." Then my husband invited this auntie to come as soon as possible. The auntie immediately accepted our invitation and took a six-hour bus trip to come to my house. At that time, I was bedridden so my husband assisted me by helping me sit up in bed propped up with pillows. As soon as this auntie arrived, she took out a small book, Zhuan Falun, out of her bag and showed it to me. She also played her mp3 to let me listen to the recordings of Master teaching the Fa. In addition, she asked me to keep reciting, "Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!" Although my hands were weak, I still held Zhuan Falun up and casually opened to the first page. When I saw the picture of Master Li, it was either Master's benevolence that moved me or my emotional state that caused my tears to roll down freely. During that afternoon, under the arrangement of this auntie, I read two truth-clarifying booklets and listened to the recordings of Master teaching the Fa in Jinan City for a while.

At four or five o'clock in the afternoon, my stomach started to rumble and I felt hungry. My husband was very glad to hear that and quickly made several fried eggs. I ate all of them, which equaled the sum of my food intake for an entire week.

My entire right leg and foot had suffered pain for almost a month. However, that night, the pain gradually reduced in intensity. I was even able to go to the restroom by myself. The following morning, I had almost an entire bowl of congee. On the third day, I was able to take a bus with my husband to my mother's house, which was located more than 20 miles away, to celebrate my mother's 83rd birthday. Everyone was overjoyed upon my unexpected arrival. My mother asked me with excitement and amazement, "How did you recover?" I answered, "It is the Master of Falun Gong who saved my life." So I told them the details I experienced these couple of days. My brother said excitedly, "Inconceivable! Inconceivable! It is really amazing! You should firmly believe forever. No matter what the CCP says, it is true and good since it can save your life!" He told me he would find time to read Zhuan Falun.

Afterwards, this auntie came again to study the Fa with me, taught me how to do the exercises and clarified the truth, that Dafa was persecuted by the evil CCP. This auntie had a peaches-and-cream complexion. She looked only about 40 years old although she was almost seventy. She walked and worked like a swallow. She told me, "I also had more than ten diseases. However, all of them disappeared after I practiced Falun Gong. I feel that I have endless strength even when I work all day." This auntie lived in my house for more than ten days, during which she read through Zhuan Falun with me and taught me how to do the five sets of exercises. Before she was going to leave, she introduced several fellow practitioners to me. These fellow practitioners have treated me as a sister. They helped me by picking me up to attend their Fa-study group and do exercises together. They were really selfless people. I felt the Fa's mighty virtue from their deeds.

It has been no more than one hundred days since I obtained the Fa. However, I have almost recovered. My husband told me gladly, "It's Dafa that saved your life. You should whole-heartedly dedicate yourself to the practice, otherwise, you owe Dafa, owe fellow practitioners and moreover you owe Master!"

At the beginning of this year, my eldest daughter gave up her opportunity of school internship in order to return home to look after me. Seeing that I had recovered so well, she went back to attend her internship. Before she left, she took the book Zhuan Falun and told me she would read it carefully. My second daughter returned home before she took the college entrance exam. I told her about the amazing healing and fitness by Falun Gong and clarified the truth to her. I asked her not to trust the evil lies from the TV and textbooks. She understood the truth and did the "Three Withdrawals" at once. The results of her score was over five hundred on her college entrance exam, which was an extraordinary performance and thus her name appeared on the list of successful candidates. At present, she reads two lectures of Zhuan Falun with me every day. My two sons heard about my story that Dafa brought me back from the verge of death during their holiday so both of them did the "Three Withdrawals" and kept reciting "Dafa's Master is good!" and "Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!"

It is Falun Dafa that pulled me back from death, it is Master Li who gave me a second life. Dafa has saved my life, in addition to saving my family. I will treasure this opportunity and be firm to follow the path that Master arranges for me.