(Minghui.org) I have not wavered in my mission to save sentient beings, despite the fact that the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) has broken up my family, forced me into homelessness, and severely injured my body for practicing my belief.

Making My Own Choice

In September 2002, I was illegally taken to a detention center for practicing Falun Dafa. As soon as I arrived, I was told that I had two choices: One, they would release me if I promised to stop practicing my belief, and two, if I didn't stop, they would sentence me to prison. I told them that neither option was acceptable to me, and announced that I would go on a hunger strike. They responded by tying me down to what they referred to as a “Death Bed,” and ordered five or six big men to sit on top of me. They then brutally force-fed me, using a funnel connected to a long tube that reached all the way down into my stomach.

Fifteen days later, I was so weak that I could not take care of myself. Two prisoners in my cell volunteered to help me. They washed the lower part of my body, massaged my deformed muscles, and pushed my prolapsed rectum back into place. One of the prisoners, a young man called “Fighting King”—who had a large scar on his face—told me, “I am helping you out like this because I admire you for being a Dafa disciple and your resolute courage in not giving up your belief. If other people paid me ten thousand yuan to wash their private part, I wouldn't do it!”

Rectifying My Environment

The detention center ordered two prisoners to monitor me in my cell around-the-clock. As a practitioner, I treated them kindly and shared my food, tea, and other items with them. My forbearance melted their cold hearts and awakened their conscience and awareness.

One of the monitors said to me, “Since I have been living with you for a couple of months, I'm finding it easier to control my hot temper!”

I explained to him, “I have the Fa in my heart. As our Master said, ‘The Buddha-light illuminates everywhere and rectifies all abnormalities.’ (Zhuan Falun) . That is why being around me has had this effect on your character.”

He replied, “Now I understand. After I am released, I want to learn Falun Dafa from you. Since you will leave here tomorrow, we will give you a send-off party tonight.” That night, he brought me some hot water, which is really hard to find in prison, along with some expensive candies, melon seeds, tea, cigarettes and areca nuts. I said, “Why did you spend so much money on me? I am a Dafa practitioner, so it is not necessary to treat me this way.” He answered, “Please do not worry. You have treated us very well all these months. A fox may grow old and gray, but never good. However, just by being around you I no longer have a bad temper! So you see, I had to give you a send-off party, even if I had to borrow the money to do it!”

I Want You to Live In Each Prison Cell for One Week”

In December 2009, I was arrested for clarifying the truth and sent to the same detention center. Although my face was distorted beyond recognition due to being savagely beaten by three policemen, one detention center officer still recognized me and said, “Oh! What happened to you?” Before I had a chance to reply, he said, “Please do me a favor! Do not go on a hunger strike this time.” I said, “I can promise not to go on a hunger strike, but only if you respect my belief!” Then he shouted to the guards standing around him, “Do not touch this man, or else you will have to deal with me!” I took every opportunity to clarify the truth to the guards and encourage them to withdraw from the CCP and its affiliated organizations.

One day, the assistant chief of the detention center saw me and let out a deep sigh of relief. “Ah! As a Falun Gong practitioner, you are good at persuading people, and everyone listens to you,” he explained. “I want you to live in each prison cell for one week. This way, you can teach the prisoners how to become good people!” I said, “After they walk out of here, they will know the truth. I just hope all of you policemen and cadres will understand the truth, too. This is my wish!”

When I visited Fighting King after my release, he modestly said, “I memorized each word you told me about Falun Dafa. When I am released, I will not get into trouble with the law. I plan on opening up a mechanic shop and live a normal life. Thank you! You came here from such a long distance, just to see me!” I replied, “You will be rewarded for helping me in my time of need. So let us thank Master Li and the Fa!”