(Minghui.org) One day in 2016, my daughter, who married in a province faraway, called me. “Mom, they are going to have to operate on my gallstones. Please come quickly.”

No Hospital Could Cure Her

I was shocked. Why didn't she call me earlier? I knew that, as a Falun Dafa practitioner, nothing is coincidental. I discussed this with my husband, who is also a practitioner.

“She shouldn't have the surgery,” he said. “Bring her home.”

I flew to the hospital the next day. When I saw my daughter, she was so weak. She hadn’t eaten for nine days. My heart was broken.

My son-in-law explained. There were two stones as large as ping pong balls in her gallbladder. If they were removed, she would die. A date for the surgery had been arranged at another hospital. I told him that I wanted to bring my daughter home. He and his mother did not agree. My daughter said nothing.

I would not force my daughter, so I decided to wait and see. She was transferred to another hospital. The pre-surgery exam was not very good.

“Her platelet count is too low for surgery,” the doctor said. “You need to be hospitalized and we will try to improve your platelet count with medication.”

I called my husband and told him the situation, and then he spoke to our daughter. “I was trying to fix my sewing machine this morning, but I dropped a little screw and couldn't find it. Because of the missing screw, the machine won't work. Think about it: if your gallbladder is removed, will your body be as good as before?”

I said to my daughter, “Your dad also doesn't want you to do the surgery. How about we go home?”

My daughter couldn't make a decision, but my son-in-law was worried that she was too weak for the flight home. We had no choice but to remain at the hospital.

Every day my daughter was wracked by terrible pain. I started to tell her more about Falun Dafa. She knew that Falun Dafa was framed by government propaganda and that Falun Dafa was good.

I also clarified the truth to the patients in the same room. Because I didn't know the dialect, my daughter helped translate, and we successfully persuaded two people to quit the Chinese Communist Party and its associated organizations.

A few days later my husband called me. “Please come home. The medication won't work; her platelet level will get lower and lower.”

That is exactly what the doctor discovered after a checkup. He could do nothing but discharge my daughter.

I discussed the situation with my son-in-law. “How about if I bring her back to my home?” Since the hospital was unable to help her, he agreed.

When we arrived back home, our friends and relatives visited and offered their advice. Her cousin, a well-known doctor, said, “The stones are very big. If they are not taken out, the gallbladder might rupture and put her life in danger. You'd better bring her to the hospital to see why her platelet level is so low. She needs surgery as soon as possible.”

My daughter was frightened. She was hospitalized for the same problem a few months before but improved with medication. This time, however, when the ailment recurred, she didn't know what to do. My husband and I knew that only Falun Dafa could save her.

My son-in-law insisted that she go to a hospital. He also found an experienced Chinese herbal medicine doctor who specialized in dissolving gallstones. The doctor gave my daughter 10 herbal medications.

The new year was approaching. We couldn't do anything but help her prepare the herbal medicine. When she took the medicine, she started to throw up and couldn't sleep the whole night.

My Daughter Recovers after Practicing Falun Gong

The next morning after breakfast, I decided to put down my attachment and talked to her. “As you can see, no doctor can fix you. Your dad and I have practiced Falun Dafa for more than 20 years. We never get sick. We never take any pills. Now that your life is at stake, you have to make a choice.”

She hesitated a bit and then said, “Mom, I want to practice Falun Gong with you.”

She got out of bed, walked to the table, and threw the medicine in the wastebasket. Then she went back to the bed. The whole day she was fine.

That same night she started to do the exercises with us and several other practitioners. Right after we finished the second exercise, she said excitedly, “Mom, why is my body is so light? I feel so good!”

She was so happy that she jumped up and down like a little girl. I knew Master had helped her.

The next day was the first day of the new year. She had recovered. I was so appreciative of Falun Dafa that tears ran down my face.

My son-in-law also witnessed the miracle and he changed. He was very supportive of my daughter practicing Falun Gong. While my daughter stayed with us, she did the exercises and studied the Fa with us. She was getting better each day.

About 20 days later, my son-in-law called. He bought a plane ticket for my daughter without telling us. I wanted my daughter to stay for a few more days.

“Mom, please don't worry about me,” she said. “I will continue to practice Falun Dafa when I return home. I won't let Master down.”

Later my brother also found out how my daughter had regained her health. He often called my daughter and told her, “Keep on cultivating and do it better.”

No words can express my appreciation to Master, who gave my daughter a new life.