My hometown is located in a very remote mountain valley. To earn a living, I had no choice but to travel to the small city where my elder sister lived, leaving my husband and three-year-old child behind.
On March 11, 1996, I had fallen asleep when I felt a sudden surge of discomfort. When I woke up, the world before my eyes started spinning. The dizziness persisted, even after my sister held me and hugged me tightly in her arms. I was only 27 years old then. My sister brought me to a hospital, where I was diagnosed and treated for severe vertigo. Despite multiple medications and injections, my illness persisted. Subsequent consultations at a number of major and minor hospitals in the city also failed to achieve any satisfactory outcome.
One day, my sister’s friend came to visit and was shocked to see my haggard appearance. She remarked, “You are so ravaged by illness that I can’t recognize you anymore! Since nothing has helped, how about trying qigong?” I inquired about the cost of learning qigong, and my sister’s friend told me she had spent two thousand yuan on her current practice. We had very little savings and moreover I did not believe in qigong. I immediately declined her suggestion and asked, “Are there any free qigong practices?”
My sister’s friend replied, “There really is such a practice and it is called Falun Gong. They charge no fees to learn this practice!” After further discussion, we decided to go to the Falun Gong practice site early the next morning.
That morning, my sister borrowed a tricycle and brought me to the practice site. A middle aged woman approached us, and my sister told her about our situation. The woman clarified to us that Falun Gong was not a practice specifically intended to treat illnesses. However, she said, it was possible that one could gradually recover through cultivation in Falun Gong. I was determined to try it either way, as long as there was a chance of curing my illness.
Unable to sit up due to my condition, I could only sit on the tricycle and observe the exercise movement. At the end of the session, my sister took us home. That night, I started vomiting blood. My sister and I were both convinced that I was about to die.
My nausea and vomiting stopped at around 4:00 a.m. and my sister gave me some water, which I drank before falling asleep. An hour later, I woke up and felt much better. I asked my sister to take me to the practice site. My worried and sleep-deprived sister exclaimed, “You are already so ill, yet you still want to go to the practice site!?” I reassured her that I was already feeling much better. Besides, our family had practically no savings, and Western medicine had failed to cure my condition. I was willing to give qigong a try. My sister reluctantly took me back to the practice site.
I felt the urge to vomit when I arrived at the practice site, and asked my sister to help me to a nearby drain. As I was vomiting, a young lady from the Falun Gong practice area came over and asked if I was alright. Through our subsequent conversation, she learned that we had visited the site yesterday.
The young lady then asked me if I'd seen the video at the practice site yesterday and I told her that I had not. She replied, “Your symptoms are signs that Master Li is cleansing your body and eliminating your karma. Previously, some of our fellow practitioners even vomited blood.” When I told her I had also vomited blood yesterday, to my surprise, she excitedly hugged me! “It must be fate. Your illness is cured! A series of classes will be held next week; you must come.” Later, I learned that this young woman was a university student who previously had a serious heart ailment. Falun Gong had completely cured her of this condition!
As we were conversing, I unconsciously stood up on my own. On realizing this, my sister and I were overjoyed. We saw hope in curing my difficult illness!
As I remained unable to walk without support, my sister accompanied me to the class venue the next Monday morning. Because of her Western medical training, my sister staunchly refused to believe that qigong could cure illnesses. However, after watching Master Li’s lecture videos, her constant headaches and serious rheumatism were completely cured.
Subsequently, we brought our mother, who suffered from life-threatening emphysema, to the city. After watching the lecture videos, my mother’s illness vanished. We then persuaded our father, a survivor of the Korean War, to visit us. Our father suffered from multiple conditions. Although he received free medical treatment from the government, his poor health still caused him much suffering. After watching Master Li’s video lecture, my father recovered his health also. In this way, my family gradually became Falun Dafa practitioners.
I own a small stall in a marketplace where I work as a fruit vendor. I place strict requirements on my thoughts and actions, in order to show customers the goodness of Falun Gong. Many customers have subsequently become Falun Gong cultivators, and yet more have come to accept the truth behind the Chinese Communist Party’s (CCP) persecution of Falun Gong.
In 2004, I ran across a regular customer of mine, and was shocked to see a huge bulge on her forehead. The entire side of her face was purple-red. She told me, “I underwent an MRI exam and doctors confirmed that this bulge is directly on top of an arterial blood vessel. I have consulted many hospitals and none have been able to treat me. I have not slept for the past three or four days and my two younger sisters have come to start preparations for my last rites.” I was shocked to hear this.
Because of the CCP’s campaign against Falun Gong, I had recently been released from illegal detention and feared covert surveillance by the authorities. I quickly pulled this elderly customer aside and quietly asked her, “Do you trust me?” The elderly customer replied, “I view you like my own daughter. How can I not trust you?” I then asked her to recite “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” I said, “As long as you sincerely recite this, Master Li will save you.” Because I kept my voice soft and radiated nervousness, the elderly customer also became frightened and hastily left my stall.
The following day, this customer entered as soon as I opened my stall for business and requested, “Quickly, write that phrase down for me.” I looked up and noticed the bulge on her forehead had gone down.
The elderly customer then told me, “Immediately after yesterday’s conversation, I left your store feeling very scared. However as I walked, I began to recite the words 'Falun Dafa is good.' Around ten o'clock that evening, my daughter noticed that I was in no discomfort and ask me what I was mumbling. I described my earlier encounter to my curious family members and mentioned that as I recited the phrase 'Falun Dafa is good,' my aliment became less painful. Severe pain had prevented me from falling asleep the past few nights, and my three brothers and sisters immediately volunteered to recite the phrase together with me. To my surprise, I managed to fall asleep around midnight. When I awoke in the morning, the bulge on my forehead had gone down. As your voice had been so soft yesterday, I was unsure if I had heard you clearly. My daughter advised me to visit you and obtain a copy of the phrase in writing.” I immediately gave my customer a Falun Dafa keepsake bearing the phrase.
Five days later, the elderly customer and her daughter came to my stall. On seeing me, her daughter exclaimed, “I cannot thank you enough! My mother has completely recovered!” I saw that the bulge had entirely vanished from her mother’s forehead and replied, “I cannot claim any credit. It was my Master who saved your mother.” The elderly customer’s daughter replied immediately, “My gratitude to Master Li for saving my mother!”