(Minghui.org) I was severely injured in a work accident. A 6-ton oil tank fell down on me. The doctors gave up hope after having tried their best to save my life. However, my mother and wife didn't give up due to their steadfast belief in Falun Dafa and Master Li Hongzhi. I believe it was Master Li who saved my life in a critical situation when ordinary medical professionals had given up on me.
My Life Before the Accident
I am 45 years old. I was born into a poor farmer's family in a remote village. When I was 13, I was adopted by foster parents who didn't have any children of their own. Within a year of my joining the family, however, my foster parents had a baby girl. Three years later, they had a baby boy.
I started feeling unwanted, as if I was a burden to my foster family. However, I didn't mention my feelings to anyone because I didn't want to trouble others with my own difficulties. I kept thinking: “I am an unnecessary person in this family. Where should I go? Where is my real home?” Of course, I had no answers.
When I grew up, I married a kind young woman from the village of my foster parents. She had been a Buddhist before becoming a Falun Dafa practitioner on January 1, 2005. Trying to catch up with fellow practitioners on the cultivation path, my wife practiced very diligently.
While I did not take up the practice at that time, I strongly supported my wife in her belief and cultivation. I believed that Falun Dafa was great and that reciting “Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!” could save one's life in a disastrous situation.
The Accident
Around 7 p.m. on October 23, 2005, I arrived for the evening shift at the welding workshop where I worked. My work was to weld oil tanks, which were 7-8 meters tall, with a diameter of 2.5 meters and a weight of 6 tons. We needed to place the tank on a sturdy wooden rack and fasten it before welding. My assistant, who was responsible for fastening the tank, was an inexperienced worker and didn't fasten the tank to the rack tightly enough. Once I started welding, the tank started to fall off the rack.
The moment I saw the 6-ton tank falling down on me, I was very clearheaded, realizing clearly the consequences of what was about to occur and that only Master Li could save me. I immediately shouted, “Falun Dafa is...” Before I was able to complete the sentence with “... good,” the tank pinned me down, and I lost consciousness.
After a while, I felt that I was floating in the air far away, drifting into a cave in a mountain. In the cave, many monsters, such as gigantic pythons, lions and tigers, wanted to eat me. However, my body was covered by a shielding red light, which protected me from the monsters.
The red light propelled me forward, all the way out of the cave. I had a solid feeling of safety while covered in this light. The red light disappeared after I had left the cave. Then I again felt very light as if floating in the air. All these things felt very real, yet like a dream.
Three Days in the Emergency Room
All of a sudden, I opened my eyes. All was white: white roof, white walls, and people in white. I asked, “Where am I?” They told me, “This is the hospital emergency room. We tried to resuscitate you for three days and three nights. We had already given up today, and now you woke up by yourself.”
I learned afterward that seven or eight co-workers had managed to remove the heavy tank from my body and rushed me to the hospital. The doctors diagnosed numerous severe injures, including heart, liver, gallbladder, duodenum and stomach injuries. My spleen was squeezed, my upper body was bruised, my face was swollen and my mouth couldn't close. My eyeballs bulged, my hip bones were cracked, my left leg was broken in several places and my right leg was so twisted that its tendon and hamstrings were totally severed and my right knee bone was exposed.
Although medical professionals tried their best to save my life, based on their experience, they didn't think I would survive. It is fair to say that my doctors had tried their best from the professional and ethical perspective. They worked day and night for three days. In the end, they even tried to resuscitate me by electrical shock every 10 minutes. Having exhausted all available means, on the fourth day they lost hope and told my wife to prepare for a funeral.
Outside the emergency room, my wife and foster mother, along with other Falun Dafa practitioners from our village, were sending forth righteous thoughts and calling on Master for help.
My wife stayed beside me and kept reciting, “Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!” to me. She saw with her Celestial Eye that Master's fashen had held me with one hand and the oil tank with the other hand when the accident occurred. Therefore, she had no doubt that Master had protected me and that I would survive.
A Miracle: Coming Back from Death
After medical professionals had given up on me, I woke up and came back from death. Practitioners came to see me and brought me an MP3 player with the audio recording of Master's lectures. Thus, I could listen to Master's lectures while I was unable to sit up and read Zhuan Falun. Though doctors didn't give me any more treatments, I recovered rapidly. Not long after, I was released from the hospital.
My experience shocked all of the doctors in the hospital. “You are so lucky!” some said. Others commented, “You must have Buddhist relatives.” I told them, “My life was saved by Master Li Hongzhi. Both my mother and wife are Falun Dafa practitioners.”
From then on, I became a Falun Dafa practitioner. Master gave me a second chance at life, and the only way I could ever repay Master's great compassion is to cultivate diligently.
