(Minghui.org) I had a heart attack and passed out in July 1998. My family rushed me to a hospital, and I was treated for four days. The doctor said that my condition was not treatable and that I could die at any time. After I was discharged, I was bedridden for two months. When I could walk again, but only slowly, I tried other non-conventional treatments. Nothing worked.

I visited a fortuneteller, who told me that something good would happen to me in October. I doubted it. When October came, a former classmate messaged me, asking me to return to my hometown to visit her. “Yes,” I thought, “I should go see my old friends and relatives back home before I die.” I said that I would visit. At the time, I could barely walk, so my husband drove me, dropping me off at my sister’s, where I stayed temporarily.

The next day, I got together with three of my classmates from elementary school. All of them were Falun Dafa practitioners. They introduced me to the practice and clarified the truth to me. I purchased a copy of Zhuan Falun from a bookstore that afternoon and went to one of their homes to watch Master Li’s lecture videos from Jinan City. I was riveted by what I was hearing, and the more I watched, the more I wanted to watch. I made up my mind to practice Falun Dafa because I knew that Buddhas, Daos, and gods do exist.

I watched the lectures for seven hours, and by then it was about 9:40 p.m. One of the practitioners brought me a bowl of noodles for dinner. I told her that for the past month and a half, I could barely swallow the first bite of whatever I ate, and the second bite would get stuck in my throat.

The three of them promised me that I’d be able to eat just fine. They seemed confident, and I trusted them. After a few bites, I was indeed able to swallow just fine. I ate the whole bowl of noodles, and it felt so satisfying and warm, like I had not eaten in years. My body was bursting with energy.

They watched the videos with me until after midnight and then walked me back to my sister’s. On the way, I naturally kept pace with them. This came as a big surprise, because in less than a day, I went from hardly being able to walk at all to walking normally.

We spent the next two days watching the lecture videos. On the fourth day, while we were waiting for my ride, one of them said, “Remember you practice Buddha Fa now.” The words stunned me, and I responded, “Am I really?” “Really,” they said. At that moment, something left me, and it felt amazing. “It’s wonderful to be illness-free,” I said.

The heart problems and hypertension that had tormented me for 15 years disappeared. I became a healthy person. Falun Dafa truly has miraculous healing power, and I thank Master for saving my life. I had never met him or spent a penny, yet Master eliminated my karma.