(Minghui.org) In my late 20s, I was unfortunate enough to be diagnosed with both rheumatic heart disease and myocarditis. I went to several major hospitals for treatment and even tried various Chinese and Western medicines, but my condition continued to worsen. 

Whenever the weather turned cold or I became stressed, my condition would take a turn for the worse. My heart would skip beats and cause palpitations, impacting both my circulation and breathing. I would have generalized edema that focused around my hands, feet, and face—they would be swollen, shiny, and hard to the touch. I hardly slept; I was so weak that I couldn't take care of myself. 

My son was only 5 or 6 years old back then. My condition forced him to grow up fast. He learned to bring my medication to me. When I threw up, he knew to cover the vomit with dirt and then clean it up. My husband took over all the household chores. He had to work in the field while taking care of me and our son. My heart broke for him. I worried about whether he could handle it all by himself and if there was anything I could help with. 

My elderly neighbor cared a great deal for me. She wished that she could take away all my illnesses so I would be healthy. 

At the same time, I felt too weak to put up a fight, laden with all sorts of illnesses as I was. I caught colds often. I was severely anemic and had generalized pain. Prognoses from multiple hospitals were dismal at best. I lost all hope.

One Book Cures My Incurable Illness 

One day, my husband told me that he heard that other people recovered from severe illnesses by practicing qigong. He wanted me to give it a try since I had nothing to lose. At that time, I did not believe in anything. Even our advanced medical technology could not take care of my illness, so how could a qigong practice work? He seemed to be joking, so I did not take him seriously. 

A few days later, my niece-in-law came to visit me. She told me that her mother had taken up Falun Dafa, which promotes fitness and health. My family also encouraged me to go and learn. When I arrived at my niece-in-law's house, I was too weak to sit upright, so I leaned against her bed. She told me that there was a book that I should read cover to cover without skipping sections or jumping around. She began reading it to me. 

I listened attentively and liked what I heard. After she finished a couple of paragraphs, I began reading with her. Gradually, I was able to sit up straight. I realized this was a book that taught people how to be good; it was a book that provided salvation. I continued reading. The more I read, the more I wanted to laugh. My niece-in-law even hit me once and asked me to be serious. She did not understand what I found so funny. But I couldn't help it: it was a joy I felt from the bottom of my heart.

We read ‘till 9 p.m. that night, I wanted to borrow the book, but she only had one copy. I went home and felt hungry. My husband was delighted and prepared a meal right away. That night, I ate a large bowl of food and felt sleepy right after. For the first time in a long time, I slept soundly. 

Before I woke up, I saw two big Buddhas and Bodhisattva Guanyin appear at the top right corner of my bed. Bodhisattva Guanyin, the Goddess of Mercy, was wearing a white gown and holding a vase in her hand. She took her fairy grass from her vase and waved it at me. I felt very comfortable and watched them quietly. But when I wanted to look a little closer and blinked my eyes, everything disappeared. 

It was then that I realized something; I woke up and began looking for the book that my niece-in-law had read to me, but the book was on backorder. It took me two weeks to finally receive the book—Zhuan Falun, the main text of Falun Dafa. After I got the book, I kept on reading and reading. Gradually, all my illnesses disappeared. My appetite improved. My energy returned, and I could work again!

A Thorough Cleansing 

When I visited my mother one time, I had the symptoms of a heavy cold. I ran a fever for three days. Covered with two or three quilts, I was still cold. My mother was scared to death. She knew how sick I was before. She urged me to go to the hospital. I told her I would be fine, and that I was just thirsty and wanted to drink some liquid yogurt. I finished three large bottles in one night. On the fifth day, I was finally able to sleep better. 

During this time, I felt as if an incision was being made in my chest, about five inches long. When I touched the area with my hand, it felt painful. I also felt a big hand reach in and take something out. At that time, I clearly felt a Falun whirling on my chest. 

Soon after, a large black and purple bubble appeared on my back, roughly the size of a plate. My mother was happy to see this, since it meant to her that yin-natured substances were being expelled. She was amazed to see my improvement in health and how my body went through this cleansing process. She also wanted to learn Falun Dafa.

My close family and other relatives all witnessed my enormous changes. They are all very supportive of my practice and even helped me distribute Dafa pamphlets. They have all received blessings as well.

Master's Compassionate Protection

I was hit by a motorcycle once. The impact threw me eight meters in the air and knocked me unconscious. When I woke up, I had a bump that was the size of an egg on my temple. I told the driver that I was fine and asked them to just take me home. They insisted on taking me to the hospital, but I refused and went home. I told them before I left that that didn't have to worry about me: I practiced Falun Dafa, so I would be fine. 

My relatives came to see me and persuade me to go to the hospital. They were upset that I let the driver go. Because I refused, they eventually left. 

When I wanted to drink something, I discovered that I could not move. The pain was excruciating; my internal organs were on fire. My cell phone, which was just purchased, was broken to pieces. I ended up going to my sister's home since my husband and son were both out of town for work. This stay lasted for two weeks. I could only drink some porridge because the bump on my temple prevented me from opening my mouth all the way. 

When my mother came to visit me, I was already better. I told her that I was fine and that I recited “Falun Dafa is good; Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good” daily. 

Thank you, Master, for your saving grace!

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