(Minghui.org) My youngest son was diagnosed with chronic aplastic anemia at the age of six. This blood disease is difficult to cure. He needed five or six blood transfusions a year just to stay alive. We consulted and contacted the major hospitals in the country, took him to those hospitals for treatment, and purchased the drugs they recommended. As a result, we were in debt. We live in the country and sell the vegetables we grow to support ourselves.

As my son grew older, he developed bad habits. He would steal money from us and his grandparents. He was addicted to internet cafes, video games, and staying out late at night.

I once had 2,000 yuan set aside to pay back what we owed relatives. He stole it and lost it gambling on a slot machine. He was smoking and telling lies. He would never admit to taking any money. We tried reasoning with, criticizing, and beating him, but nothing worked. I wondered why my life had to be so difficult.

Then a relative told me about Falun Dafa, saying that it could improve health and help one stay calm. I was anxious to learn more and purchased the book Zhuan Falun.

With the help of other practitioners, I started to practice Falun Dafa and recovered from chronic gynecological problems and sciatica. I suggested to my son that he take it up and follow the principles of Truthfulness, Compassion, and Forbearance, but he was not interested.

While he was in high school, my son's health worsened and he was hospitalized. He had been enduring treatments for his condition for a long time, but his health never improved. Plus, the drugs had harmful side effects. The doctors had nothing to offer but more drugs. My son knew that we had no money to continue treatment. I told him that only Dafa could save him now.

Out of the instinct to survive, he finally took the initiative to pick up Zhuan Falun and study it. I taught him the five exercises. Gradually, my son learned to restrain himself. He learned to think of others first and was able to endure the suffering that came with his illness without complaint. He tried to always stay calm. That was not how he behaved in the past, when he was the center of attention with everyone doing his bidding.

When I was working out of town, I felt anxious and restless. I was very worried about him, because I was far from home and did not have a phone. My heart ached. Then I recited Master Li’s teaching over and over again:

“You are unable to interfere with the lives of others, and neither can you control others’ fates, including those of your wife, sons, daughters, parents, or brothers. Can you decide those things?” (Lecture Four, Zhuan Falun)

My heart gradually calmed down and I told myself: “Let Master arrange everything. Only Master can save my son now.”

When I finished my work and was able to return home, I was told that my son had taken a turn for the worse. After a blood transfusion in the hospital, he’d returned home and come down with a horrible headache. He cried and slammed his head against the wall trying to relieve the pain. No one could stop him, and it was difficult to watch. Then, his gums began to bleed and he grew weaker and weaker. We were steeling ourselves for his death.

My son asked Master for help, and slowly he began to recover. Under Master's compassionate protection, my son survived. He believed that Master had saved him. After that, he no longer told lies or stole anything.

My son finished college and entered the working world. Today’s society is filled with drugs, pornography, and gambling. He remains unaffected by those influences and instead advises his friends to take the right path and not do bad things. He clarifies the truth about Dafa and asks them to quit the Chinese Communist Party (CCP).

He is now healthy and strong and does not need to spend money on medications. He also has a good job. All of this is due to Master!