1. All My Colleagues Know Dafa Is Good and Are Blessed

I am a doctor. In the hospital where I work, there are about 1,000 employees. In recent years, Falun Dafa practitioners at the hospital have continued to clarify the truth. Consequently, many people there have been saved.

In 1999 when I was very sick and had almost no hope, I fortunately found Falun Dafa. After I started practicing, many of my illnesses went away. Since then, I have been transferred to work in different sections of the hospital. In each section, I put validating Dafa and saving sentient beings as my top priority. Anyone who knows me agrees that Dafa has miraculous power when it comes to curing disease and improving health. I was strict with myself about following the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance and getting along with people. I seized every opportunity to clarify the truth. In these sections of the hospital, all the doctors and nurses quit their memberships in the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) and its affiliated organizations.

During the flu season, the nurses in my section often recited, “Falun Dafa is good, Zhen-Shan-Ren is good.” They said they felt secure when they were beside me. When I was chatting with patients, I told them Falun Dafa was good. When they were getting an intravenous drip, they read truth-clarifying materials. In the on-duty room, there was always a truth-clarifying pamphlet and the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party, and whoever was in the room would read them. When any relatives of the doctors or nurses came to the clinic, after they were treated, I was always invited to the on-duty room and was asked to clarify the truth to them. This was because the doctors and nurses saw that patients who knew the truth about Dafa recovered much faster.

There was one patient who had uremia and came for dialysis three times a week. Later, a tumor was found in his bladder, and he needed to have surgery. But he couldn't afford it, and he and his family decided to give up his getting treatment. After they learned the facts about Dafa, the patient insisted that he learn Falun Gong. He said, “I will die anyway, and I'd rather give my life to Dafa.” After he was discharged, he didn't come back for three years. One day he showed up, and all of us were shocked because no one believed he was still alive. Once more people witnessed the power of Dafa.

Two years ago, I was transferred to another section. At that time, the director could not find anyone to do the tedious work, like putting hot water in the vacuum bottles or sweeping the floor. Some even said that they would never do such work. After I joined that section, every morning I came to work early to sweep the floor and fill the water bottles. All the doctors and nurses saw what I did. But I didn't say anything; I just did the same thing every morning. One day a young doctor who had never done tedious work asked me, “Don't you think this is unfair?” I smiled and told him, “ I'm doing good things; why shouldn't I be happy to do them?” He seemed lost in thought.

The next day, this young man swept the floor in the morning, and everybody was surprised, “You have never done that before.” He said, “I'm doing good things; why shouldn't I be happy to do them?” Since then, he often has swept the floor and put hot water in the vacuum bottles. In the afternoon when there were no patients to attend to, I clarified the truth to them about Dafa and how corrupt the Party is. They all liked to listen. Gradually, they all quit the Communist Party and its affiliated organizations.

This year we were extremely busy. There often was a line of patients early in the morning, and they frequently got into arguments. When I was in charge of arranging the order in which the patients were seen, I always put those who were sickest in front, without exception, regardless of whether the patient was brought in by a doctor, a nurse, or even an associate director. Sometimes doctors from other sections got very angry at me, because I refused to put their patients in the front of the line. I always told them, “It would be very dangerous for us to delay treatment for patients that are seriously ill; we can't simply consider ourselves.” Over time, everyone saw my honest behavior, and they all admired me.

Even though I stayed in that section for only a short time, I mastered my job and the techniques quickly. When the director encountered patients with a complicated situation, he liked to work with me because he felt he could depend on me and that I would cooperate with him. We often had dinner together, and each time before we started, we repeated, “Falun Dafa is good.” The atmosphere was peaceful and harmonious.

At the end of last year, two doctors who were very supportive of Dafa were promoted to section directors. One nurse, who had had a disease for many years, totally recovered. Coworkers who often caught colds were healthier. We all agreed that we were blessed. I often took the opportunity to check on patients to offer salvation to people with predestined relationships. They all benefited from Dafa. Many patients with incurable diseases lived longer than expected.

One day the director and all the staff were talking about how unfair the Party was, from our food and medicine to natural and manmade disasters. Everyone joined the discussion. I told them that anyone who knows the facts about Dafa would be definitely be rewarded.

Three months ago we got a new hospital president. He knew the facts about Dafa and had quit the CCP and its organizations. He made some adjustments at the hospital. One day my director told us, “The hospital managers have made a decision: because of the heavy workload in our section, our bonus will be calculated based on the average of the top three sections. Falun Dafa is indeed good; we all benefit.”

During the process of offering salvation to others, I suffered a lot. I was framed by colleagues and was criticized by my superiors. However, I denied all the old force's arrangements immediately, rectified myself, and continued doing what I'm supposed to do. Master said:

“So many years have passed over the course of history, the Three Realms have existed for so long, and so many sentient beings have come here over time, but all hopes are being placed in this one moment out of all the ages. This instant is precious beyond measure. Completing the last leg of this journey well is what's most magnificent.” (“Teaching the Fa in the City of Chicago” in 2005)

2. Leading a Lost Young Fellow Practitioner Back to the Right Path

I always brought my daughter to group Fa study since she was young. On July 20, 1999, I went to Beijing to appeal for Dafa, but I was detained in a brainwashing center. At that time my daughter was about 8 years old. She had watched TV programs that slandered Dafa, and now her mother had been detained in a brainwashing center. So she was terrified and gave up practicing Dafa. Later, when I tried to tell her something about Dafa, she always avoided me. My husband also tried to stop me. I didn't want to see her lag behind, so sometimes I forced her to study the Fa, but then she was even more resentful. I was heartbroken.

As her mother, I have the responsibility to lead her to the right way. However, if I forced her or even blamed her, wouldn't I push her even further away? It seemed horrible. Later, I changed my ways. I often brought her to fellow practitioners' homes to play. We were sharing experiences, and she listened. Sometimes when I didn't get up at the morning practice time, she would wake me. When she was watching TV, I said, “Your voice is so nice when you speak Mandarin: will you please read the Fa to me?” Then she would sit in the lotus position and read the book to me. After she finished, she said, “I know that you are trying to have me study the Fa this way, and I know Dafa is good. However, I'm so scared. Every time you go out to distribute truth-clarifying materials, I worry about you. I feel conflicted: I want to learn, but I'm scared.” I told her that cultivation practice is eliminating any attachments, that fear is also an attachment that should be eliminated. Since then, whenever I have time, I study the Fa with her and send forth righteous thoughts with her.

One night we went to a fellow practitioner's home and watched the video “Celebration of the 20th Anniversary of Falun Dafa Being Spread All Over the World.” We were sharing our experiences while watching the video. On our way home, my daughter didn't say a word. I asked her, “What are you thinking?” Upset, she said, “Mom, I haven't studied the Fa seriously for such a long time. I heard you said that time is very limited. After you are back in heaven, and I'm still in the middle of my cultivation, what will I do?” I smiled and said, “It is never too late to strive forward diligently.” She laughed, too. She really came back to her path of cultivation practice. She often clarifies the truth to her classmates, helps me organize truth-clarification materials, and goes out with me to post truth-clarifying materials.