(Minghui.org) I will turn 93 this year, and I would like to share a personal experience that happened recently.

I went out on my electric bike one day to get a haircut. At the gate of our residential community, I turned left since there was no traffic on the road. Suddenly, an electric car rushed toward me from the left and struck me. I was thrown into the air, fell onto the road, and passed out.

I regained consciousness a few minutes later and thought in my heart, “I have Master to protect me, and I will be fine.” While I was trying to pick myself up, I heard people around me saying, “I thought he was dead.”

Some people were blaming the driver for driving too fast. I then saw the driver, a woman, who was very scared and didn’t know what to do. She offered to take me to the hospital but I refused her offer and said, “There is no need to do that. You can go now. I’m a Falun Dafa practitioner, and I will be fine.”

However, the crowd wouldn’t let her go. Someone said, “The old man has been badly injured. You can’t leave.”

I kept saying I was fine and that she could leave. I also asked the woman to get my bike. It turned out to be okay, so I stood up and slowly pushed the bike home. Seeing that I was alright, the crowd dispersed, and the woman drove away.

When I got into our compound gate, my left leg was hurting so badly that I could only take small steps. By the time I entered my home, my entire left leg had turned black and purple.

I lived by myself, and I didn’t tell my children about the accident, thinking they might try to make me see a doctor at the hospital.

When they came to see me and saw my injured leg, they tried to persuade me to go to the hospital and be checked out, but I wouldn’t go, and assured them that I would be fine. I said to them with confidence, “I’m a Falun Dafa practitioner, and Master Li will take care of me.”

My children were still worried, and they invited a well-known doctor to my place to look at me. The doctor said that my thigh muscle was sprained. My children still wanted me to go to the hospital for an X-ray, but I refused. They also brought me various medications, but I didn’t take any of them because I knew that I would be okay. After all, I had Master helping me.

The pain was real, however, and I even had trouble getting out of bed. So, I did the exercises in bed every day. I had total faith in Master and Dafa, and believed I would be fine because I’m a Dafa practitioner.

My condition improved by the day. Two months after the accident, my injured leg was completely back to normal. Thank you, Master, for saving my life.

Come to think of it, I could have easily died on the scene. The car was driving very fast, and I was hit head-on. Many people my age might fall even when walking on flat ground, and some might become bedridden, let alone never be able to walk again. But I survived, and I can still ride my electric bike to deliver Dafa information pamphlets to other practitioners. Thank you, Master, for your compassionate salvation.