(Minghui.org) On July 4 of this year, I felt extremely exhausted and could not eat anything. My stools were black and bloody. A doctor at the local hospital informed me my health was rapidly deteriorating.

My children took me to a large hospital in Kaifang City. The doctor I saw there told me it was too late to do anything for me. My children begged him to try and so he agreed to do surgery.

During surgery the doctor saw my intestines were black and stuck together with signs of necrosis. There was also a tumor growing around my liver. The doctor closed up the incision and told my children there was no hope for me.

My children insisted that I stay for a few days in the hospital before they took me home. During that time, I could not eat nor could I excrete. My entire body, including my face and eyes, were all yellow. I had dry heaves. This cancer tortured me and made me want to die. I thought that if I was going to die anyway, I did not want my children to use up any more of their money on me. After 17 agonizing days I left the hospital.

At home my family did their best to take care of me. All my neighbors came to visit me and saw how bad I was. Some whispered my name to see if I would respond. Others quietly left gifts. Other members of my family came to see me and left crying.

My son held my hand and talked quietly to me, “Dad, you have cancer but I will get the best doctor I can find for you!” I responded, “I know you have already tried your best, let us just let nature take its course.”

Later on, my oldest sister who practices Falun Dafa came to visit me. She looked at me with mercy. Then she said, “You practiced Dafa before, but after Jiang Zemin (the former Communist Party leader) started to persecute Falun Gong, you gave up. As long as you have the heart to cultivate again, Master will help you.”

She went on and told me about the recent lawsuits being filed against Jiang and how Dafa has been embraced around the world. She said, “In the near future, many people will practice Dafa. You have a serious mission. After Jiang is caught, the Chinese Communist Party will be destroyed, so you will need to teach people the Falun Dafa exercises.” I said, “I want to practice the exercises, I want to cultivate, and be diligent this time. I want to establish a Fa-study group in my home.”

My wife looked at me and exclaimed, “Look! His face isn't yellow anymore! His hands, arms, legs, and feet have regained their normal color.” She checked me over and saw that the skin on my chest was normal, too.

For 29 days I only ate a half a bowl of soup daily. My sister brought me Master's photo. When I bowed to Master, my pain and vomiting lessened. My sister said, “You need to be determined to pass this test and greatly appreciate Master's compassion."

I truly wanted to heed my sister, and my will to follow Master home was stronger than ever. I again talked about establishing a Falun Dafa exercise site in my home.

The next day, my sister came to visit me and told me a cultivation story. That same day, I ate five meals of noodles. After that I was able to eat properly and all my functions returned to normal. My whole body felt light.

I told my sister, "Master saved me and scooped me out of hell. Should the police come, I'll just send forth strong righteous thoughts to clean out the evil controlling them." My sister said, "The evils are too scared to go out and catch people now. They're all trying to avoid responsibility for participating in the persecution."

On the fifth day, I walked to the bathroom by myself. Master had cleansed my body. I bowed in front of Master's picture. I later went outside and talked to the neighbors. I told them all about the great changes I went through during the past five days. All my neighbors said, “Falun Dafa is magical! Falun Dafa is great!”