(Minghui.org) I am a veteran Falun Dafa practitioner in Macheng, Hubei Province. I'm 70 years old, and attended Master Li Hongzhi's lectures in Linzhou in 1994. My entire family is sincerely grateful for Master's mercy in saving us and for Falun Dafa!

1. I Quit Smoking on My Way to the Lecture

I was hospitalized at Macheng Hospital in 1993, for more than two months. After three gastroscopies, my stomach condition still did not improve. I staunchly refused to have another gastroscopy. The doctor found it incomprehensible that other patients responded well to the imported medicine after one bottle, yet I did not improve even after two bottles. Meeting with no success, he later suggested the possibility of stomach cancer, which would keep me in the hospital over the Chinese New Year. Just before the festivities, I stubbornly went home carrying a bag of both Western and Chinese medications.

My stomach still did not get better, even after a long period of treatment. This is because I had three cravings: cigarettes, alcohol, and tea. I smoked two packs of Long Xiang brand cigarettes per day, drank liquor twice a day, and loved strong tea.

I don't remember how many types of medicine I took or how many quarrels resulted. I failed every time I wanted to quit these habits, which destroyed my credibility in front of my kids. This time I was hospitalized, I swore again that I would quit smoking and drinking. My wife said disdainfully, “You? Quit smoking? If you quit smoking, I will quit eating!”

Later that year, I heard about someone who had recovered from near blindness after he learned Falun Gong in Wuhan. Someone else who worked for the Foreign Trade Bureau had been fully cured after starting to practice Falun Gong. I wanted to give it a try.

In July 1994, more than a hundred people from our city went to Linzhou (in Hunan Province) to listen to Master Li lecture. Before we set off, I packed a carton of Long Xiang cigarettes. When I got on the bus, I opened one pack and shared it with everyone. Only the driver took one. I inhaled a few times but couldn't continue. I threw the cigarette away, didn't want to pick up another one, and ended up bringing the whole carton back home. My daughter was so happy that she rewarded me with an electric razor. I also never felt the desire to touch liquor again.

I later asked many people and found out that people whose cravings were even stronger than mine were able to quit those bad habits easily after they started practicing Falun Gong. It's all because Master was using immense power to purify our bodies! My stomach illness was completely cured as well.

2. Passing the Sickness Karma Test in Six Days

During the last Chinese New Year, a frostbite-like shell appeared on my big toe. I didn't pay attention to it at the time. However, beginning in March of this year, my toe began to hurt. Two weeks later, my left foot was so swollen that it no longer fit in my shoe. I limped around. At night, I was cold and developed a fever. Even under two quilts and four blankets, I still felt cold. The next day, my wife (also a practitioner) asked for my opinion about my condition. I answered, “As everyday people put it, this is diabetes and the foot is rotting, just like one of my friend's...” My wife interjected, “How could you compare yourself to him? You are a Dafa practitioner. Master has already cleansed your body. This is an illness demon persecuting you. Send righteous thoughts right away to eliminate it!”

I instantly became alert and decided to disintegrate the sickness demon with all my power. I continued my daily morning exercises. In the mornings, I watched Master's lecture videos. In the afternoons, I read Zhuan Falun with my wife. In addition to the four set times for sending righteous thoughts globally, I also sent righteous thoughts every hour.

During this time, an old acquaintance came to see me, looking for help. When he saw my foot, he made quite a fuss and said, “You need to go see the doctor! Hurry up! Your toe is purulent!” I said with a smile, “Don't worry! It'll be all right in two days!”

My wife helped me pick open the shell and drain the pus and blood inside. By the sixth day, my foot had completely recovered. Because it was a holiday, I decided to visit my hometown dozens of miles away with my wife on my motorcycle. My son couldn't believe that my foot had recovered. I took off my sock to let him see it. The swelling and shell were gone, leaving just a layer of dead skin that no longer hurt. My limp was gone, too. Scratching his head, my son exclaimed, “Wow, this is really strange! It's a miracle!”

3. Cousin Spits Out “Pancreatic Cancer”

In the autumn of 2007, my cousin in the countryside (who also practices Falun Dafa) called and said that she wanted to spend a few days at my house. However, she suddenly couldn't eat or drink. Her chest and belly hurt, and she even had trouble walking. My brother-in-law insisted that she go to the hospital. She was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, a tumor the size of a cup! The whole family panicked and started collecting money. We asked a doctor nearby to take her to a city hospital in Macheng. My cousin insisted that she was not ill and proposed spending a few days at my house, because both my wife and I are practitioners. She wanted to study the Fa and send righteous thoughts together to disintegrate the evil interference and persecution. We happily agreed. We have Master and the Fa–what do we have to fear?!

Physically supported by her doctor friend and her sister-in-law, my cousin took a bus to Macheng. The moment she stepped inside the gate to my front yard, she gestured that she needed to vomit. My wife handed her a plastic bag, which she filled with dark red blood clots and black fluid. “Good! Good!” The three Dafa practitioners knew clearly that the “pancreatic cancer” had been spit out! My cousin said she suddenly felt much more comfortable in her chest, and proceeded to consume a large bowl of noodles. She could also walk quickly again, just like a healthy person!

My cousin told me that the hour-long journey to my house seemed like a century. On the road, she felt as if moving up and down on strong waves. She wanted to vomit but couldn't, and the pain was unbearable. Her face was the color of dirt. She bore in mind Master's teachings, “It's hard to endure, but you can endure it. It's hard to do, but you can do it.” (Zhuan Falun) On the road, she called out to Master in her heart and sent righteous thoughts.

Wasn't this change too fast? My family couldn't believe that my cousin's “illness” was really gone, and thought that she had vomited blood and that her condition was getting worse. They insisted that she needed to go to the city hospital for a check-up. Unable to persuade them otherwise, my cousin said to herself, “I have no illness. I just want people to see the miraculousness of Dafa.” At the hospital, no matter what the doctor asked, my cousin just said that she was not sick. When the doctor asked, “Why did you come to the hospital if you are not sick,” her doctor friend from the countryside and her sister-in-law briefly told the doctor about her “illness.” The doctor pointed to my cousin's head and said, “Is it this part that is sick? How could you say that you are not sick when your sickness is so severe? Go get an ultrasound test!” My cousin insisted, “I am not sick anywhere.”

The test results shocked everyone. There was no cancer at all! The doctor and her family repeatedly examined the film from the two exams. It had not even been a week since her last exam. Where did that cup-sized pancreatic cancer go?

Still not assured, my cousin's husband and nephew came in the next morning and demanded a more thorough exam. They just couldn't believe it. The next morning, my cousin had a good breakfast and accompanied them to visit half of the city. On the way, she explained to them many facts about Falun Gong. She was in great spirits.

My cousin's entire family had witnessed first-hand the miracles of Dafa, and were convinced. They never again tried to prevent my cousin from practicing Falun Gong. Her daughter-in-law was also deeply touched and said, “This qigong practice is indeed miraculous! No wonder so many people practice it!”

My family, relatives, and friends now all believe that Dafa is good. Fellow practitioners in my hometown also continue to cultivate and save people.