(Minghui.org) I went to Beijing to appeal against the Chinese government's actions toward Falun Gong in April 2001, and I ended up being detained in a forced labor camp.
When I was going through a medical examination, there were three tumors of three centimeters long found in my liver and kidney area. After I heard that, I was not afraid, nor did I take it to heart at all.
In October, the tumors were still growing and had become over three centimeters long. I still did not take this news to heart, and I thought to myself since I practice Dafa, and with Teacher's protection, I had nothing to be afraid of.
In May and June of 2002, doctors said that the tumors had grown to nine centimeters long. The detention center's doctor told me, “Your illness is now incurable and your life could be in danger at any time.”
When guards from the forced labor camp were told of my condition, they were scared that if I were to die in the labor camp, they would have to take the responsibility for it. So they had to notify local villagers and my family members to come and take me home.
The news on my having developed three big tumors had spread to the entire village. Villagers all thought that I was going to die. My family was very sad. However, I still did not take it to heart. I believed in Teacher and Dafa deep down, so I truly thought that nothing bad would happen to me.
After I came home, I still kept doing what I would normally do. One day, I felt my belly hurt suddenly, like I needed to use the toilet, so I had to run to the bathroom. Soon enough, I discharged a large pile of dirty stuff. From then on, the tumors were no longer there. I knew that it was Teacher who removed these three big tumors.
This news quickly spread among the villagers. “When the doctor said he was going to die, even the forced labor camp had to release him home,” one local official told a villager. “But he didn't die, and now he even has a rosy complexion. He looks so strong. It seems to me that Falun Gong is truly amazing!”
I used to have femoral head necrosis, which is a disease where blood cannot reach the bones in one's legs and hips, and causes the onset of early osteoarthritis. This is a difficult disease that progresses as a person gets older, and minor help can only come from hip replacements. However, this does not help with the other bones it affects.
Thus, I went everywhere to find a cure for my disease, but I could not find any help. As a result, I limped while I was walking and suffered tremendous amounts of pain just from small leg movements. I also lost my ability to work.
After I began to practice Falun Dafa, I began holding myself to the standards of the Fa and have been kind to others. When problems occurred, I looked inward. At home, I treated everyone nicely, including my elderly mother who was in her 80s and only had partial mobility. Because of my changes, she praised me to almost everyone she knew.
Because I kept elevating my moral character, I stopped taking all medications, and my femoral head necrosis became fully healed—which all happened without me hardly noticing. My leg stopped hurting, so I could take on all the household work. This fact made my family amazed. They all agreed: Falun Dafa is truly wonderful!
When I was riding my motorcycle home one summer day, I was hit by a car head-on. My left leg, which had femoral head necrosis before, was smacked and hurt badly. The left side of my face had an open gash by the car's rearview mirror.
The driver quickly got out of the car. He helped me stand up and said to me nervously, “Sir, let's go to the hospital for a check-up.”
“I practice Falun Gong. I am fine,” I said to him. “Can you just help me move my motorcycle to a shop for repair? You don't have to worry about the cost. I'll pay for it myself.” He took me to a shop close to where I lived, and I came home from there.
At home, I rinsed my face right away. My wife looked at me and said,“Your face looks terrible!” I said to her that I was fine, and that there was nothing to worry about.
The next day, the driver came to my home with the motorcycle. He apologized to me and mentioned that he had some financial difficulties. “I practice Falun Gong,” I said to him again. “My Teacher teaches me to follow 'Truth-Compassion-Forbearance,' so please rest assured that I would never blackmail you. Just pay a bit more attention when you are on the road from now on.”
After he heard what I said, he was so touched. After that, I reimbursed him for the cost of my motorcycle's repair, and he thanked me one more time.
I also clarified the facts to him. He listened to me very carefully, then took his initiative in proceeding with the three withdrawals. He also said to me, “Thank you! Thank you! People who practice Falun Gong are all good people!”
The next day at work, when coworkers saw my face, they were all wondering what happened to me. So I told them about the accident. Many asked me to go to the hospital for treatment. I could only say to them with a smile, “No, it's ok. I will be fine.”
I have a friend whose name is Da Peng. He works for a moving company, and he is very upright, diligent, and hardworking. However, his company was not doing well financially recently, so he did not get paid in time and felt very depressed.
I clarified the facts about Falun Gong to him and helped him proceed with the “three withdrawals,” which raised his spirits.
One day when I ran into him, he told me, “Just because I believe that Dafa is wonderful, I have received good fortune.” In fact, his company was doing better and began to assign him more work. As a result, his income had doubled.
He also told me another story that was quite miraculous:
“One evening, when I was riding a bicycle on the road in the countryside, I was riding very fast. Suddenly, I felt something go into my neck, and then I ended up falling down to the ground. As soon as I climbed back up, I realized that someone was playing a trick on me: It was an iron wire tied in between two trees on both sides of the road, and it was hanging about the height of where my neck was.
“At that time, I was shocked. As I was riding so fast, and the wire was so thin, it was just like a knife when it cut into me. However, I was fine. But it truly scared me.
“I came to realize that it was because I believe in Dafa and often recite 'Falun Dafa is wonderful!' Because of this I was protected when I ran into a tribulation. I received good fortune. At that time, I was so touched that I then turned to the sky and began to shout, 'Falun Dafa is wonderful! Truth-Compassion-Forbearance is wonderful!'