(Minghui.org) I am a medical worker and have been practicing Falun Dafa for over 10 years. When someone asked me why I wouldn't give up my cultivation despite the Chinese Communist Party's (CCP) persecution of Falun Gong, I would tell him what happened to my son. Then he said, “You have good insight! Keep on practicing Dafa!”

In October 2000, my son, a non-practitioner, jumped from a five-floor building, resulting in multiple fractures and massive hemorrhaging. After emergency treatment in the best hospital in our city for two hours, his doctor stated that their rescue efforts had proved ineffectual. I sobbed and did not believe him. He added, “As a medical worker, you should know what it means when the ECG machine shows a flat line.”

I said in tears, “Master, my son is in big trouble now. Master, could you please save his life?” Suddenly my niece said, “Aunt, he is saying something.” In a weak voice my son said, “Mom, I want a drink.” I will never forget this sentence for the rest of my life, because I knew Master had brought my dying son back to life.

The doctor asserted that my son would never stand again due to the dislocation of his spine and multiple severed nerves. But he was able to walk with the help of a crutch six months later. My neighbors said, “That kid recovered so fast because of his mother, a Dafa practitioner!”

Master said, “...so when one person cultivates, others benefit.” (Zhuan Falun)

Beginning in January this year, my son stopped saying “Falun Dafa is good” like he did before and started to read books on Buddhism and to recite “Amitabha.” On March 7, his right leg became numb and he fell down down.

Then he got nervous and asked me, “What can I do now? I can't walk anymore due to the severed nerves.” I calmed down and said, “Master gave you a new life! But you've been reciting ‘Amitabha’ recently. How could Master help you? What do you believe now?” My son realized his fault and said, “I believe in Master!” Then he started to recite “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good” as usual. After a while, he had to go to the bathroom. I encouraged him to go by himself. He agreed and walked slowly, leaning on the wall. He said excitedly, “I am able to walk by myself again. Thanks a lot, Master! Master, I will not betray you!” Today my son is able to walk by himself.

As a Dafa practitioner, I cannot find any words to express my gratitude to Master. If my son had lived in a family without a Falun Dafa practitioner, he would have died the first time and become paralyzed this time.

I will cultivate more diligently and save more sentient beings.