(Minghui.org) My eldest brother is 57 years old. He went to the hospital in 1989 and had two thirds of his left lung removed. He was addicted to cigarettes and alcohol, and had pulmonary heart disease. He went to the hospital four times last year and spent almost all year there.

My brother had taken all kinds of medicine, but his condition never improved. He got tired after walking a short distance, and had to rest before continuing. His respiratory system was not functioning well, and frequent oxygen inhalation therapy was required. However, after a long time on this therapy, his face and mouth turned blue and his nails became black. He could only have half a small bowl of rice for each meal. Knowing that he would not live long and could not enjoy tasty foods, he began to buy himself expensive clothes and play mahjong before dying.

Three years ago, not long after we learned Falun Dafa ourselves, my wife and I told my brother about the practice. His mind was deeply poisoned by atheism, and although he agreed with the idea of teaching people to be kind, he did not believe in gods. In the next three years, we continued introducing Dafa and its amazing healing power to him. He knew that we were thinking about him, but he still didn't believe in it. He thought life's pleasures were just limited to smoking, drinking, playing mahjong, and fishing. We gave him Dafa books and the exercise music, but he never took them seriously.

We went to my wife’s home and attended our niece’s wedding on the sixth day of the Chinese New Year in 2013. We stayed there for two days, so we had a chance to have dinner with my brother.

His condition had become worse this year. Not to mention fishing, no one would play mahjong with him because they feared that there would be an accident and they didn’t want to be held responsible. After my brother returned from the hospital, he quit drinking in consideration of his condition, but he couldn't give up smoking. Through talking with him, I knew that he had made arrangements for his funeral. He was suffering a lot, and planned to go to the hospital the next day. Seeing my brother so helpless, I felt pity for him for not practicing Dafa. Therefore, I introduced Dafa to him again.

Surprisingly, he accepted, so I told him about it in more detail. Maybe he thought he was hopeless or maybe his Buddha nature had come out, but he asked, “How much can I get healed through practicing Falun Dafa?” I told him frankly, “However much you believe is however much you'll be healed.” Therefore, my brother decided not to go to the hospital but rather go to our home instead.

It was hard at first for my brother to learn the exercises, because his body was very weak. He sat on the couch with his legs crossed and hands in the jieyin posture. He sat until he couldn’t bear it any longer. He could not read or listen to Master’s Fa lectures for a long time. He had to lie down and go to sleep with a breathing machine. We live in an apartment, so our rooms are very small. My brother had to sleep on the couch.

He regretted that he didn’t learn Dafa earlier. He felt that he had learned nothing in one week, as his condition was so severe, but we encouraged him to believe in Master and Dafa. We also tried to teach him to practice the standing exercises. It normally takes only a few hours to learn, but he picked it up after about ten days.

In that period of time, his edema became worse and his chest and stomach swelled. He was in great pain. I told him, “If you feel it's too unbearable, we can take you to the hospital whenever you want. But you know, the hospital can't treat your disease. We brought you to our home because we know that only Dafa can save you. Please believe in Dafa, believe in Master.”

He decided to continue the practice. He read the book Zhuan Falun, and practiced the exercises a little, besides having meals and sleeping every day.

My brother felt a little better on the twelfth day. He didn’t feel so much pain in his chest and stomach. He also found that his swelling had subsided somewhat. One day later, his edema lessened, and it had totally disappeared by the next day. He was so happy that he went out to walk around. He seemed to feel very relieved.

Thus, a person who had arranged his own funeral got his life back after twelve days of reading Dafa books, without taking any medicine nor having any injections. My brother’s friends and family were surprised by the wonders of Dafa.

Kind people, please come to know the truth about Falun Dafa. Don’t believe the Chinese Communist Party's lies.