(Minghui.org) My younger brother is an honest, simple, and capable farmer. While walking home from work one day in the fall, the year he turned 60, he felt his legs stiffen and had difficulty lifting them. He walked home slowly. While taking off his clothes at home, he also felt his body stiffen. He went to the hospital for an examination, which showed that he had suffered a cerebral infarction. He was only hospitalized for a dozen days because he could not afford to pay for any longer. It's been six years since then that he's been at home on medication to manage his condition.

In May 2020, he suddenly had an attack of severe, uncontrollable coughing. When this happened, he could not get a breath and his face turned pale. He went to the hospital again for an examination. The diagnosis showed that he had lacunar infarction. A lacunar infarction is a type of cerebral artery blockage which is worse than a cerebral infarction; very few people survive it. He was hospitalized again for treatment, and his family again spent a lot of money. However, the treatment did not help at all. His whole family was anxious and worried. He told his family, “Let’s go home. We have spent too much money.”

My younger brother continued to cough after returning home, and he sweated a lot as soon as he started coughing. He lost more than 33 lbs in two months. He looked pale and his speech was reduced to mumbling. He said in mumbled words, “Cerebral infarction and lacunar infarction!? They came for my life. I didn’t do any bad things in my life, and I suffered the bullying of the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) throughout my life.” He then cried...

Our father was classified by the CCP as someone on their list of the “Five Black Categories” (a Cultural Revolution term meaning landlords, rich peasants, counter-revolutionaries, bad elements, and rightists) during the Cultural Revolution. My younger brother was only 16 or 17 years old at that time. The CCP forced him to pull a large handcart, with my father standing on it, to parade him through the streets. My father did nothing wrong, yet this was intended to humiliate and shame him, and portray him as having done something wrong. Because my father was ill and couldn’t stand still, they forced my mother to support him. Party personnel also made my brother get up around 2:00 a.m. to take water from a large well in the village using the windlass installed on the well. He had to take about 140 buckets of water to fill more than a dozen big water vats for the tofu house of the production team. He had to do this every day, regardless of the cold in winter or heat in summer. The ground was covered with ice at the well in winter, and it was very slippery and dangerous. He did this for three or four years as corporal punishment or so-called “reform through labor,” and he received no pay at all. In summer, after transporting the water, he had to work in the fields during the day. Because he was too young to handle the full workload of an adult, and could only do half of an adult's workload, they called him “half.”

My brother called me after he got sick. Learning about his serious condition, I went to his home immediately. I told him as soon as I saw him, “Brother, if you still want to live, only Dafa can save you. It all depends on whether you are sincere or not. I was sick with more than a dozen incurable illnesses. Soon after I started cultivating Dafa, all of them disappeared. During the past 20 years, I haven’t taken a pill or an injection, and I am full of energy. I ride a bicycle like a young person.”

Before I could finish talking, he rushed to say, “Sister, I am sincere. I want to learn Falun Dafa. Please teach me.”

I asked him to come with me to my house. I taught him the five exercises and had him listen to Master’s Fa lecture recordings. He learned wholeheartedly. Four to five days later, before he went back home, his physical condition had already improved a lot, and his cough was significantly relieved. I told him, “This is the miracle of cultivating Dafa. Our great and compassionate Master has purified your body.” My brother said with tears in his eyes, “Thank you Master for saving my life!”

More than a month later, he came to visit me. He had gained weight and his face was glowing. He told me loudly, “Sister, the illnesses that the hospital could not treat have disappeared only one month after I started cultivating Falun Dafa. They are all gone. Dafa is amazing! Falun Dafa is amazing!”

He told me, “At the time when you said Master was purifying my body, my symptoms did recur. I immediately thought it was not an illness; Master was purifying my body. I said while coughing, ‘I don’t want it. I want to discard it…’ Master saw that I firmly believed in Dafa, so my cough stopped immediately. I have not coughed since then, and I am getting stronger every day...” He then knelt down, and in tears, thanked Master for saving his life!

My brother recovered, and his family changed as well. His wife, son, and daughter all witnessed that the cerebral infarction he had for seven years and the newly diagnosed lacunar infarction, all of which the hospital could not treat, miraculously disappeared after one month of cultivating Falun Dafa. They all believe Falun Dafa is good and Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!

My brother has been cultivating Falun Dafa for 9 months now, and at the age of 68, he is able to drive an electric vehicle or a three-wheeled vehicle to work again.