(Minghui.org) My husband was a stubborn and introverted peasant, yet he was kind-hearted. He used to be poisoned by the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) propaganda lies about Falun Dafa. He was afraid of the CCP's implication policy. He didn't distinguish good from bad, or righteous from evil. I told him the facts about Falun Dafa, but he argued irrationally with me.
I was persecuted for practicing Falun Dafa. He was under heavy pressure and had no appetite. He rode his bicycle from the country to the city and back every day, but felt listless. When I was released and told him what I had gone through, he said that I wouldn't have had such suffering if I didn't practice Falun Dafa. He blamed Falun Dafa, but I told him that the kidnapper was the criminal ,not the victim.
My husband was utterly fooled by the CCP. He burned Falun Dafa books and materials to avoid harassment and implication. It seemed to me he was hopeless. But when an accident endangered his life, he experienced the miracles of Falun Dafa, which saved him and restored his health.
My husband was sent to the hospital on January 23 this year, two days after he had carbon monoxide poisoning. The doctor told our family to prepare for his funeral. A large group of relatives and friends came and waited outside the room at the clinic.
I was calm and told everyone to say “Falun Dafa is good and Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good” in their hearts and to pray for him whether they believed Falun Dafa or not. Everyone kept silent.
The head of the clinical department told me: “The medical world has recognized that a person whose organs fail to function has a 20% chance of survival. He was deeply poisoned, do you understand?” I told her immediately: “He could be a miracle in the modern medical world.” She disregarded me, and would rather talk with his brother and brother-in-laws, so I told them to go ahead and treat him.
I knew that they wouldn't be able to cure him because all his organs were dysfunctional. He had to be treated by inhaling hyperbaric oxygen. But he could hardly breathe. How could he inhale anything? He was on a ventilator with dialysis treatment.
I was a bit moved because he would not have a future if he passed away with bad thoughts about Falun Dafa, and I was responsible for that! I had regrets and blamed myself. My daughter reminded me to do better and not think about the past. She said I still had opportunities. Yes, I realized I still had opportunities. So I begged Master in my heart: “Master, please give me an opportunity to clarify the truth to him and also give him a chance to listen to the truth.” So in the thirty minutes visiting time every day, my daughter and I repeatedly said to him “Please remember Falun Dafa is good.”
On the seventh day, he opened his eyes. “Dad is awake!” My daughter cried.
Though he came to his senses after we repeatedly said to him “Falun Dafa is good,” the treatment was complicated. How could the doctor treat all his failed organs? Every treatment was a threat to his life. The doctor suggested we go to a big hospital in the capital city or Beijing for treatment. I discussed it with my daughter and we decided to take him home. We clarified the truth to our relatives and the doctors again and again. After much time and effort, they agreed he could be discharged from the hospital with the precondition that he would have drips at home, and that we would consult the doctors. They thought my husband was still in danger.
Once we were home, I played Master's lectures to him every day and also showed him the DVD of the exercises on the computer. We also played Dafa music and the DVD of the Shen Yun Performing Arts show. We witnessed miracles again and again.
He stopped his medication one week later. He took out his stomach tube himself and started to eat liquid food. He could eat a full bowl of rice soup. The next day he ate a small biscuit. Soon he was able to have meals.
Then the urinary catheter was taken out. I said to him with confidence: “Get up. You can walk now. Follow me and say 'Falun Dafa is good' in your heart.” At first he took small, unsteady steps. Gradually he could walk and took big steps.
The next day he walked on the street all the way to the hospital. The whole village heard about it. People followed him in case he needed support. It was a miracle.
The doctors who hadn't dared to take out his tubes were amazed.
He recovered and all the indicators became normal, though he looked a bit thin and his voice was a little low.
Falun Dafa saved his life. Master said:
“... with one person practicing, the whole family benefits”. (Teaching the Fa at the Fa Conference in Australia)
He became healthy because he was willing to accept the facts. The miracles of Dafa washed away the propaganda poison in his mind.