[Celebrating World Falun Dafa Day] Tumor Disappeared Before Surgery
(Minghui.org) My husband was a devoted follower of the Chinese Communist Party (CCP), and immersed in the Party’s doctrines of struggle and conflict. Books with the CCP's philosophy were stacked beside the bed. I rarely saw or communicated with him because he worked from 7:30 a.m. to midnight.
Practicing Falun Dafa
My neighbor gave me Zhuan Falun, the main book of Dafa, in November 1997, which put me on the path of cultivation. After about five months, my husband noticed that my health and temper had significantly improved. I told him that it was because I had begun practicing Falun Dafa.
A year before the persecution started, in 1998, I gave him Zhuan Falun and Falun Gong, the Dafa introductory book, to read. After finishing both, he said that Dafa and the Fa were very good, but the CCP would most likely oppose it. The CCP adheres to a fighting philosophy and would not tolerate anything that could not be controlled. I felt bad when I heard this. Who could oppose this Fa, which is so good? I doubted his words.
He came along for Fa promotion activities and learned the exercises. He did the exercises, but did not cultivate his xinxing. Still, his health remained quite good for many years.
After my husband retired, he and his retired buddies often went fishing. They competed with each other about who could catch the most fish. I warned him that he was killing, which generates karma. He ignored my warning and said, “I didn’t ask you to kill. I am the one who is killing fish.”
“But you asked me to cook the fish,” I replied. I cannot bear seeing fish still alive in the pan. You are so addicted to fishing.”
One year later I said, “What you are doing is killing, and it generates karma. As cultivators, we cannot kill, because it must be repaid in the future.” But he again refused to listen.
I then had a dream and cried loudly, which woke up my husband. I asked him to stop fishing. In my dream, there were many fish crying in the river under an old bridge. They were asking me to save them.
The water under the old bridge was boiling, and the fish were crying bitterly. I tried to save them, but it was not possible because of the boiling water! I sat by the river and tried to scoop them out, but I couldn’t reach them. I started to cry with the fish. My husband was touched by the dream and decided to quit fishing.
After about two months, my husband developed a belly ache and was constipated. The situation worsened, so he did the Falun Dafa exercises, but started to lose weight rapidly. He was in a bad mood and became short tempered. He continued to do the exercises, but still did not pay much attention to his xinxing. Thus, his symptoms remained.
Most important, he never hindered me from going out to clarify the facts about Falun Dafa and the persecution, no matter how ill he felt. Even when he could barely walk, he went out with me to tell people about Dafa.
One day we went to the riverside. I asked him to sit down and rest. He then told me, “I’ll sit here. You talk to people about Dafa. Don’t forget people’s name. Take notes.”
Day by day, his abdominal pain worsened. We went to the hospital, and he was referred to a hospital in Shanghai, where he was diagnosed with bladder cancer. Surgery was scheduled for two days later.
We stayed in a hotel before the surgery. While we were having breakfast, my handbag, which contained a stamp with “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance” characters, disappeared from a chair nearby. The waiter told us the handbag had been handed over to the authorities because they thought someone had lost it.
We waited in our hotel room for the handbag. After an hour, about 20 police officers arrived. They were very rude. After checking our identification, they began to ransack our room, because they had found the “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance” stamp in the bag.
“What’s wrong with my stamp?” I asked.
“It is evil,” one of them said.
I replied, “If Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is evil, please tell me what is righteous? Please show me a righteous path!” They became very quiet.
They later found my copy of Zhuan Falun. My husband said, “The book is mine. I read it to insure that my health recovers quickly. Look, my wife studied Dafa, and she returned to good health.” They still refused to return the Zhuan Falun book.
I was taken to the police station for interrogation. I told the police that I made the book and the stamp. They also asked about the founder of Dafa, Mr. Li Hongzhi, and I told them about his great compassion. I said that human morality had declined, resulting in frequent disasters, and that people should hear the facts about Dafa. They kept laughing at me.
I then told them that I had been diagnosed with 11 illnesses before I practiced Dafa, and that practicing Falun Dafa was instrumental in my recovery. How could I not practice?
They subsequently asked me to sign an interrogation document, but I refused. They claimed that what they had written was all favorable, but I still refused to sign. I told them that I would not cooperate. However, I told them the facts, and said, “If you have a conscience, you will release me as soon as possible.” They released me at 3:30 p.m.
Turning the Tide
Upon returning to the hotel, I said to my husband, “I am sorry I caused this scare. Under such circumstances, you still spoke up for Dafa, which was remarkable. You will be able to recover soon. Tomorrow, please do not acknowledge any illness in your mind when they examine you, and ask Master, the founder of Dafa, for help.”
The final tests before the operation indicated that the cancer was gone, as if he had already had the surgery, which he naturally denied. He later told me that he was sincerely reciting, “Falun Dafa is good. Master, please help me. I am not ill.”
The doctors were at a loss, because the tumor was completely gone. So they just gave “a rare inflammation” diagnosis. My husband was amused, and said he would check out.
He gained quite a bit of weight within a month, and his weight was back to normal after four months.