(Minghui.org) I am now seventy years old. In 2003, I was diagnosed with late-stage bladder cancer. In 2006, when I almost lost my life to this disease, I came to know Falun Dafa. Since I started practicing Dafa, my health became better and better; now my skin is very smooth, and I can easily walk up stairs to the third floor while carrying a baby in my arms, which most people in their seventies cannot do.

Before I started practicing Falun Gong, I worked in a restaurant. One day, I painfully passed some urine containing small, unidentifiable grains. I dismissed it as having too much heat inside my body and did not expect the symptoms to worsen. However, my whole body began to swell, and I felt tired even with a light workload. I went to the local hospital in my county and received injections for four or five days. Per my doctor's suggestion, I went for a checkup at a larger hospital: the diagnosis was late-stage bladder cancer, a type difficult to cure. A few days after the checkup, it began to hurt when I urinated, as if my urethra was being cut with a knife and and filled with salt. I lost bladder control and often wet my pants. My condition was very bad.

A relative in Shandong, a well-known doctor of both Western and Chinese medicine, offered to cure my disease. So I moved to Shandong and bought a house there. Every day I took injections, four bottles of infusions, and enough medicine to fill up a washbasin. This regimen cost about 2,000 yuan every month for three years.

The treatment initially resolved my pain and loss of bladder control, but the cancer continued to develop. After some time, my symptoms worsened. I knew I wouldn't live too long.

When I almost lost hope, I encountered Dafa. My relative's family practiced Falun Gong. When I went to her house, they told me the facts of Falun Dafa and said that practicing Dafa would bring me good health. After listening to my relatives, I took up the practice. At that moment, I had one thought: from now on I will cut my ties to this material world and follow this cultivation path only.

At that time, the persecution of Falun Gong was very severe. I went out to distribute truth-clarification materials. At the beginning, I was afraid to go out by myself and asked other practitioners to lead me. The walking tired me greatly, and sweat soaked through my winter coats. We covered anywhere from three to ten miles each time we went out. Over time, I lost my fear. Sometimes my family would not let me go out, saying "Don't go these days; the evil Chinese Communist Party (CCP) is having a conference." I told myself: the more tense the situation, the more I need to go out to distribute the materials. Does it mean if the Party always had a meeting, I would never be able to go out to distribute the truth-clarification materials?

Master helped to cleanse my body. The disease inside was expelled to the surface, which manifested as my periodically urinating blood. After the cleansing, I never urinated blood again. One time, I could not urinate even after spending half a day in the washroom. An everyday person would have gone to the hospital right away. I didn't have any uncomfortable feeling, just a little pain. My daughter and son-in-law were very scared: how can an old man survive this without going to the hospital? I didn't go to the hospital. I told myself that I have Master, and I have Dafa. I will never give up my practice. As a result, I completely recovered after two or three days. Now, everyone in my family supports me in my practice of Falun Gong.

I have practiced Falun Gong for seven years now, and my health has steadily improved. I never went to the hospital again. I help my daughter take care of her teenage and infant children. I cook breakfast for the older child. The little baby is very naughty, and I always hold him in my arms. I go up and down the stairs carrying the baby and don't look like an old man in his seventies.