(Minghui.org) I lost my parents when I was very young. My sister raised me, provided for me to go to school, and helped me find a job and get married. I have a virtuous wife and a lovely son. 　　

When my son grew up and got married, it was time for me to enjoy family life, but I got sick in December of 2016 with Guillain-Barré syndrome, a condition in which the immune system attacks the nerves. 

It is a terrible disease. There is no cure for it and the mortality rate is high. One is clear-headed, but from the neck down, one can not move at all. I was basically given a death sentence. 

My mother-in-law practices Falun Dafa, and she asked my wife to try everything possible to save me. They took me to the provincial hospital and everyone was reciting “Falun Dafa is good” on the way there. I was admitted to the hospital smoothly.

The next day, a laryngotomy was performed because the disease was progressing so fast that I was no longer able to cough up phlegm. 

I was soon moved to the intensive care unit (ICU), which cost over 10,000 yuan a day. My wife borrowed money everywhere, but no one from my side of the family was willing to lend a helping hand for fear that my wife couldn’t pay them back if I died. Finally, it was my mother-in-law’s family that came up with more than 200,000 yuan to pay for my medical cost.

There was no treatment for the illness, only IV drips to maintain my life. In the end, the doctor prescribed me the strongest medicine he knew of. One week later, I made no progress and the doctor decided to discharge me for hospice care. 

As soon as I was wheeled out of the ICU, I was suffocated by my sputum. I then found myself in a dark tunnel. I was scared and sped up to go forward, and there seemed a little bright light ahead. I kept walking and suddenly saw dazzling light. I was startled and woke up. When I opened my eyes, I realized that I had just been resuscitated, and the ceiling light was shining upon me. This near-death experience was so clear, vivid, and real! I understood that when people die, it is not the end. Atheism is a lie.

Since we did not have the equipment to suck out the sputum at home, I was admitted to the local hospital ICU. Because I hadn’t been able to eat for a while, I lost a lot of weight and was emaciated. The doctor told my family that each time I fell asleep, I might not wake up. Since I just went through a near-death episode, I didn’t dare to sleep at night. Whenever I heard someone wailing at night, I knew their loved one must have have just passed away. I hopelessly looked at my wife and son. I knew death was near. I was agonizing in fear and felt hopeless.

My mother-in-law came to see me on the third day, and she kept urging me to recite the phrases “Falun Dafa is good; Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.”

“Only Master Li Hongzhi, the founder of Falun Dafa, can save you now!” She said to me. She also put a Dafa amulet on the IV hanger so I could see it often and recite the phrases. 

I had a vivid dream that night. Someone came to me and asked me, “Do you know who saved you? It’s Li (the last name of founder of Falun Dafa).” 

Shortly after, I was able to eat pureed food. My wife was delighted and my mother-in-law took over the food preparation. She recited the auspicious phrases when she prepared the food. 

I was transferred to a rehab hospital near my home and my wife stayed with me. My mother-in-law brought food three times a day, and also told me many stories of how people recovered from various terminal diseases by practicing Falun Dafa. 

Fellow practitioners also took turns visiting me. My mother-in-law played Master’s lecture audios to me every day. Looking at my 74-year-old mother-in-law, who was busy taking care of me every day, full of energy, and in such good health, how could I not believe in the wonder of Dafa?

Although I was in the hospital, my body and mind were bathed in the grace of Dafa every day. I slowly gained weight. I was able to sit up, and then stand up. I was able to breathe on my own, and I no longer needed the device to suck out the phlegm. I was able to talk, eat, and drink. I was discharged from the rehab hospital. I survived! 

I am deeply grateful to Dafa and Master. It is Dafa and Master that gave me a second life. I am grateful to my mother-in-law who guided me to Dafa. What a great mother! 

Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!