Dafa Cures Complications of Brain Tumor Surgery and Protects Me in Prison

(Minghui.org) I began to practice Falun Dafa in 2011, when I was struggling with complications from an operation to remove my brain tumor. I gradually recovered and no longer needed to take any medication. I am deeply grateful to Dafa for giving me a new life.

Life Renewed

My aunt has been practicing Falun Dafa since 1993. She often told me about the wonders of Dafa. Even though I did not practice it, I knew that Falun Dafa was a righteous Buddha Fa.

After the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) began persecuting Falun Dafa in July 1999, I still supported my aunt in practicing Dafa. She helped me quit the CCP and its two junior organizations, and I often recited the auspicious phrases “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.”

I was doing business out of town in 2011 when one day I suddenly passed out and was rushed to the hospital. I was diagnosed with a meningioma. It’s a type of cancer that grows on the membranes that surround the brain and spinal cord.

I returned to my hometown to seek further medical care. After an extensive exam by an expert, I was given the same diagnosis. The size of the tumor was 42x35 mm and I was scheduled for immediate surgery.

I felt uneasy and panicky the day before the surgery, but I managed to focus my mind on reciting the Dafa phrases over and over again. I then calmed down.

As I was waiting for the anesthesia, a sudden fear seized my heart. My body felt cold and my mind went blank. But suddenly I heard a delightful song. I wondered who still had the spirit to sing such a lovely song. I looked around and saw no one, but I felt calmer as I listened to the song. I again focused on reciting the auspicious Dafa phrases.

The operation lasted eight hours. I did not feel any discomfort or pain, and I sometimes clearly felt the surgeon’s movements in my head. After the tumor was removed, the surgeon told my family that it was the size of an egg. The next day, the pathology report showed it was a benign tumor. After the surgery, I had a severe headache. My aunt played Dafa music for me and my headache went away. I was discharged in two weeks.

Reading Zhuan Falun Cured the Brain Tumor Complications

I suffered some complications after the surgery. My left arm was numb and I sometimes had seizures. I was bedridden. I could not move my head, as it would trigger headaches and dizziness. My aunt gave me Zhuan Falun, the main book of Falun Dafa, which she read with me at times. One month later, all my complications were gone.

Many fellow practitioners came to study the Fa and do the exercises with me. They also took me to the group study sessions. I did not take any medicine but my health improved day by day. My family was impressed with Dafa’s healing power and encouraged me to keep practicing.

Clarifying the Truth at the Police Station

Fellow practitioner Zhen and I went out to clarify the truth to people in October 2014. We were reported, arrested, and taken to a police station. A young policewoman interrogated me. She asked me a dozen questions. I calmly said, “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” She was furious, slapped the table, and yelled at me. When her supervisor came in, I gave the same answers and he got mad, just like her. I wasn’t moved and remained calm.

Zhen was in a different room and she was also kind to the police. In the evening, an officer brought us some steamed buns for dinner. We did not eat but thanked him. He ate one himself and told us that it tasted alright. Since he was sincere and kind, Zhen and I each had a bun.

Just as we began clarifying the truth to him, his supervisor came in and said that his neck was hurting. I told him if he did the first set of Falun Dafa exercises, his pain would subside. I demonstrated the exercise and he followed along. After that, he said that the pain was gone. He was amazed and walked out.

The policewoman came back and she was not as vicious as before. She asked me why I only answered her questions with “Falun Dafa is good.” I began clarifying the truth and told her how Dafa cured my brain tumor.

She said, “If you hadn’t told me, I wouldn’t have believed it! You look like you are only in your 30s (I was 49) and you have glowing skin and rosy cheeks. I am only in my 20s but I look even older than you.” I told her that practicing Falun Dafa helps people improve their health and appear younger than their age. She was impressed.

A policeman came in and asked me if I had a DVD introducing Dafa. I did not have one, so he videotaped me demonstrating the exercises for him. He said he would look into it at home.

Dafa Protected Me in Prison

Zhen and I were later sentenced to four years in prison each. During the physical examination, my blood pressure was 200/120 mmHg, which is very high, but I felt fine. I was taken to the prison hospital and forced to take medicine.

Several days later, the doctor said the drug was not effective and switched me to a different medication, which again failed to lower my blood pressure. The doctor then doubled and later tripled the dosage. He and the guards never told me my blood pressure reading or the names of the medications, but they kept checking my blood pressure, urine, blood, and EKG.

An inmate who supported Dafa told me that Zhen had similar hypertension symptoms. He also told me that those people in the prison hospital were very confused, as Zhen and I were given exactly the same medications and had exactly the same blood pressure readings each and every time. They kept trying to figure out why, by testing different medicines on us.

The prison later forced Zhen and I to each get a blood pressure monitor at our own expense and carry it with us at all times. They had people monitor our blood pressure and every move around the clock. After nearly three months of observation, none of the medications was able to lower our blood pressure.

The guards then moved me to a different ward, where they no longer changed the medications. Every day they had a guard watch me take seven pills in the morning, two at noon, and six in the evening. I was thus made to take 15 pills a day for the rest of my prison term (1,030 days in total).

A few months before my release, the prison doctor finally revealed what medications he had me take. It was four different hypertension drugs, including Hydrochlorothiazide (which is also used to treat hypertension fluid retention), Metoprolol Tartrate Tablets (hypertension), Nifedipine (which is also used to treat chest pain), and Captopril (which is also used to treat heart failure).

The guard watching me take the pills usually checked my mouth to ensure I didn’t hide the pills under my tongue. While I was forced to swallow all the pills, I remembered to send forth righteous thoughts each time and ask Master to help eliminate the toxicity of the medicine in me.

After I was released, my family was concerned about my health and took me to a major hospital for a checkup. Everything turned out to be normal and I did not have high blood pressure at all.