(Minghui.org) On January 23, 2020, after Wuhan City was locked down due to the coronavirus pandemic, the city where I live also began to lockdown residential communities. Going in and out of residential communities was severely restricted, and the streets were empty.

I was running a small material production site, and under the circumstances at that time, going out was restricted. We shouldn’t let Dafa informational materials pile up. I generated human notions and hesitated about whether I should continue to make more materials.

I also thought that, at this critical moment in the Fa-rectification, the mission Master bestowed up Dafa practitioners should not be halted. The more severe the pandemic, the less likely we should slow down the pace of helping Master to save sentient beings.

I realized that I shouldn’t have had negative human thoughts, but I didn’t dig deep to look at my attachments. I just made the truth clarification materials other practitioners needed.

I woke up the next morning with a severe headache, like a knife was stabbing at my head. I broke out in a cold sweat and felt freezing cold. I am a doctor and knew that a headache this bad wasn't good.

Before I started practicing Falun Dafa, I often had headaches, and when my head hurt it felt the back of my head was about to split open. Soon after I started practicing Dafa in 1998, Master removed my karma, and I had no more headaches.

This headache was worse than anything I had ever experienced before. The pain was excruciating. Cold sweat dripped down my forehead, and I wanted to lie down and rest. But if I did, I would be complying with the old forces' arrangement and I might be finished. So I crossed my legs in the meditation position and sent forth righteous thoughts, firmly denying the old forces' interference with my righteous thoughts.

I looked inward and asked myself: “If I studied the Fa well, assimilated to more Dafa principles, and was as firm as a rock, how could I even consider making fewer Dafa materials?”

At the same time, I strengthened my belief in Master and Dafa. I would not acknowledge any persecution by the old forces and thought I should be able to overcome the tribulation. My family members were sound asleep, so I didn't disturb them.

The pain was excruciating and the cold sweat kept running down my face. But I kept sending righteous thoughts and thinking I was settling debts I might have owed from my past lives with compassion.

For those that did not want the debts settled with compassion and wanted to interfere with me, I eliminated them with righteous thoughts. I begged Master to strengthen me.

I recited, “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good” and tried to make every word of Master's Fa appear in my mind:

“When it is difficult to endure, try to endure it. When it looks impossible and is said to be impossible, give it a try and see if it is possible.” (Lecture Nine in Zhuan Falun)

I am a Dafa practitioner and firmly believe in Master and Dafa. I do not accept any arrangements by the old forces. I have a mission and follow the path arranged by Master.

I passed a black stool twice and vomited once, as Master helped cleanse my body.

It just happened to be the time to do the sitting meditation. I started the meditation in great pain, but it started to lessen half an hour later, and I broke through the tribulation.

After finishing the sitting meditation, there was no time left for breakfast as I had to go to the residential area to deliver the materials to a practitioner before the security people arrived. From there I went to work. I did not feel tired at work and instead felt energetic.

Thank you, Master, for helping me pass the tribulation!