(Minghui.org) A local doctor prescribed the wrong medicine for my sister-in-law's cold symptoms. As a result, she was later diagnosed with uremia and kidney failure and was scheduled to be treated at a major hospital in Gongzhuling City, China.

When her condition suddenly worsened, however, she had to have emergency dialysis. One doctor noticed that she had not improved after the dialysis and suggested that she either transfer to another hospital or return home. “There is nothing more that we can do for you. You should prepare for the worst,” he warned. She returned home, sadly resigning herself to an early death.

One day, a relative of mine told me about my sister-in-law's condition, adding, “We've already got her a coffin.” I thought, “I should go save her!” The next morning, I bought an MP3 player and added Master Li's lectures to it. I also took along a small Falun Dafa keepsake and some fresh fruit.

When I entered her yard, I noticed a casket sitting on the ground. Since the front door was wide open, I walked in and saw her lying on a bed. Her face looked very dark and unwell. There were so many old things strewn everywhere that there was very little room for me to walk or stand. She also had a dog and a cat, and her home smelled horrible.

I called her name several times but she didn't respond. I then heard her faintly whisper, “The doctors at the hospital wouldn't let me stay. They told me that my kidneys have stopped functioning, so my relatives bought me a coffin and my funeral attire.”

I said, “Since the hospital sent you home to die, only Falun Dafa (also known as Falun Gong) can save you—that is, if you truly believe in Dafa.” She replied, “I believe in Falun Dafa.”

She already knew that I had been forced to leave home due to the Chinese Communist Party's (CCP) persecution of Falun Gong. So, as she was lying there, I took the opportunity to tell her about the so-called “Tiananmen square self-immolation” and that it was completely fabricated.

I also talked about the purported deaths that the CCP claimed took place within the ranks of Falun Dafa practitioners. “The Party did everything in its power to poison the minds of the Chinese people so that they'd hate Falun Dafa,” I added.

I then put the MP3 stereo headset over her ears so that she could listen to Master's lectures, saying, “Just listen quietly.” A few minutes later, I said, “I have a few errands to run, so I'll leave now and return in the morning.”

When I saw her the next day, she seemed to have more energy. She was even able to move her head. She smiled and said, “I feel hopeful. I've been listening to the lectures and I now know that I can be saved.”

When I returned the following day, she was able to sit up on her own. She said, “Dafa is saving me. Thank you, Dafa!” Since she believed in Dafa, she was able to receive its blessings.

I told her, “I think it would be good if you could repeat the following words to yourself, over and over: “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.”

A few days later, I was arrested while en route to her home. This occurred right before the 2008 Olympic Games, when hundreds of Falun Gong practitioners were rounded up.

Shortly after I was released from prison in 2013, I stopped by her home. She told me, “I can now do housework, even though one of my feet still bothers me.”

I asked her whether she still listened to Master's lectures on the MP3 player I had given her. She replied, “While I was waiting to die, no one came to see me. When I recovered and could finally walk, my youngest son visited me and asked me to take care of his child.

“While I was asleep, he took my MP3 player and threw it away. I felt so sad. You never stopped by again. I later found out that you had been arrested. But I kept repeating what you told me to say, 'Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.'” She also showed me the keepsake that I had given her, which was very tattered.

She said, “I didn't take any medicine. Now I'm healthy and happy. What a miracle! Thank you, Dafa!”I said, “When people ask you how you managed to miraculously recover, did you tell them that you recovered by repeating the words that I told you to repeat?”

She replied, “I wouldn't dare tell them the truth! If I did, the police might arrest you if they found out.” I said, “If anyone asks you in the future, you should tell them you recovered by repeating those nine words.” She agreed.

The next day, I bought her an MP3 and gave her a new keepsake. She held the keepsake in her hand and smiled from the bottom of her heart, “Very good. This will protect me!”