(Minghui.org) I began practicing Falun Dafa on July 29, 1998 and I’m now 76 years old. Before I began practicing I had many illnesses including headaches, stomach problems, heart disease, and cholecystitis. The skin disease I developed when I was 14 years old was extremely itchy. I suffered countless hardships for more than 30 years. Twenty days after I began practicing Falun Dafa all my illnesses were gone.

In 2020, my son did business at a university campus, and I stayed with him. I was anxious when I realized that many students did not know the truth about the persecution. I posted “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good” on the electric poles behind the school. The campus security saw me and took me to the school’s police station. As soon as I entered, I said: “Be kind to Dafa practitioners and you will be blessed.” When they interrogated me, I said: “Falun Dafa is great and is practiced in more than 100 countries and regions in the world.” They contacted the local police station and went to my home 50 kilometers (31 miles) away to search it, but they didn’t find anything.

I was put on the Chinese Communist Party’s (CCP) blacklist. The day before it’s two conferences in 2021 (The People’s Political Consultive and the National People’s Conference) the police searched my home and took my Dafa books and other items. At 11 o’clock that night, I was sent to a hospital for a physical examination. My blood pressure was measured several times and it was 220, so the detention center refused to admit me. I underwent an MRI the next day and was told that there was a large tumor on my liver.

I was sent to the detention center again that afternoon. I asked the officer, “I have no grudges against you. Why do you insist on sending me to the detention center?” He said, “If you don’t want to go, I’ll tell them not to admit you.” I realized, “Only what Master says counts.” The detention center refused to admit me. When I returned to the police station, it was time for the officers to get off work. They sent me home. Six or seven officers stood there, so I told them, “Being kind to Dafa will bring you blessings.”

After I returned home the city was locked down due to the COVID pandemic, and it was not lifted until two months later. I was accused of distributing information about Falun Dafa and taken to the procuratorate and court. The trial was held on September 6, 2021. I was ordered to plead guilty and accept punishment. I said I wasn’t guilty. I hadn’t done anything bad in my life, so how could I be guilty? I also said that I had not taken a single pill for more than 20 years. The presiding judge asked the judges to write down what I said. Even though I did not plead guilty, I was still sentenced to two years of imprisonment and extorted 2,000 yuan.

In October 2023, the police took me to the hospital for another physical examination. My blood pressure was 229, and I had diabetes. The doctor said that my blood sugar was too high. I said that Falun Dafa is suffering an injustice; If everyone practiced Falun Dafa, the police would no longer be needed. People would restrain themselves and not do bad things. Wouldn’t that be good? After the physical examination, the Intermediate Court asked me to sign the paper. I said, “My determination to cultivate Dafa will never change. I won’t sign anything.” They left.

One day in January 2024, it was snowing heavily. Police took me to the hospital during the day, and made me stay in the detention center that night. They said the physical examination wasn’t complete. They took me to the hospital again the next day despite the heavy snow. They took me upstairs and downstairs for different examinations. They told me that the large tumor on my liver was gone, but my blood pressure was still over 200. The detention center refused to admit me and sent me back home.

After I returned home I regretted one thing—when I was sent to the detention center, the room was filled with officers, but I didn’t think of telling them: “Don’t persecute Falun Dafa. Falun Dafa is a great and virtuous practice, and the injustices against it will be redressed in the future.”

In April, the police came to my home and asked if I’d been hospitalized. I said, “I haven’t taken any medicine or been to the hospital for more than 20 years.” They thought that since I was old I must be sick. My blood pressure was high—over 200 for more than three years, but I lived well plus the big tumor was gone, which was really amazing.

I’m infinitely grateful to Master for his compassionate protection! Thank you fellow practitioners for your selfless help.