(Minghui.org) I live in the countryside and began practicing Falun Dafa in 1998. I was self-centered, but after starting cultivation, I put others first. I’m forever grateful for Master’s compassionate salvation.

I received a call on a December evening last year. A villager I knew said that Old Wang’s wife, Xiao Bi, had brain cancer and was getting worse. She was 58 years old and in a vegetative state. Old Wang was the villager’s coworker at the local industrial park. The couple had a caretaker but she quit. They asked the villager to help them find a caretaker and she thought of me.

The villager told me, “They live about three miles from your house, and the job is not that hard. You only need to turn her body over every so often, change her soiled diapers, feed her three meals a day, give her fruit twice a day, and wipe her down regularly. I’ll give you their phone number and you can call them.”

I immediately said, “No way.” The villager knew I was involved in a serious car accident six months ago and hadn’t fully recovered, and probably couldn’t handle the job. I later thought her call wasn’t a coincidence, so I might as well go with it.

Old Wang called me four days later and I agreed without hesitation. My husband objected, “Your legs still hurt when you lift a few pounds. Are you strong enough to move her?”

I replied, “Don’t worry. Since Master arranged for me to care for her, then I’m sure I can handle it.”

Old Wang drove to my house and picked me up the next day. I told him in the car, “I can only stay at your place for nine days, because I want your wife to listen to the recordings of Master’s lectures, one lecture a day. Good things might happen if she has a predestined connection.” I told him about Dafa and the persecution, and he gladly withdrew from the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) and its affiliated organizations.

Old Wang’s home was a small three-room house with an old-style tile roof. The house had a plastic tarp shed attached to the front, filled with clothes hanging on the clothesline. The place was filthy beyond description.

The couple lived in the east room, and the west room was for the caretaker. Xiao Bi slept on the kang (a heatable brick bed) surrounded by a bunch of clothes. Xiao Bi’s sister and a neighbor were in the room at the time. The caretaker grabbed her bag and headed out as soon as she saw me. I quickly told her about Dafa and the persecution, and helped her quit the CCP.

I turned on the audio device and played the recordings of Master’s lectures for Xiao Bi. I asked the two women to step out of the room and clarified the truth to them. I cleaned the kitchen afterwards, and folded the scattered clothes in the east room. I sorted the clothes and put them away.

The east room had a heater, while the west room relied on burning wood to stay warm. After sending forth righteous thoughts every morning at six o’clock, I lit the fire, put a large pot on the stove, and started cooking. Aside from studying the Fa, doing the exercises, and sending forth righteous thoughts, I spent more than 10 hours each day working nonstop. Feeding Xiao Bi alone took 50 minutes.

I cleaned and organized the house in four and a half days, and Xiao Bi listened to five of Master’s lectures.

Xiao Bi’s sister and the neighbor often dropped by and saw that I kept the house in a spotless condition. They noticed the cupboard was full of food, such as steamed buns, dumplings, fish, aspic, stir-fried dishes, and even fried eggplant.

The women asked if I had made the food, and I said, “Old Wang likes aspic, so I made him a big bowl of it.”

They said, “The previous caretaker cooked plain rice three times a day with two side dishes, and that was it. We ate the same food for two months and the house was untidy. This place has undergone a complete transformation since your arrival, and Xiao Bi is getting better each day.”

I said, “The couple chatted all night last night. When I first got here, Xiao Bi could only utter a word occasionally, and it was a struggle.”

Xiao Bi cheerfully shared her improvement with her son-in-law, brother, and the oldest nephew when they visited her. I told them how wonderful Dafa is, and they eventually quit the CCP.

When Xiao Bi’s oldest nephew heard I found a new caregiver and was about to leave, he said, “Auntie, please don’t leave! We can work out the pay, and whatever you say is fine. Just name your conditions and I’ll agree to all of them.”

I replied, “It’s not about the money. I didn’t come here to make money. I came here so that your aunt could listen to Master’s lectures. My task is now complete. Your aunt is getting better each day, and I still have a mission to fulfill.”

Xiao Bi’s nephew sincerely wanted me to stay, so I said, “All right, I’ll stay for nine more days so that your aunt can listen to Master’s lectures one more time.”

When I first clarified the truth to Xiao Bi’s oldest nephew, he said, “I don’t believe what you said. I’m a Party member.”

I said, “Look at your aunt. Your aunt couldn’t talk, turn over in bed, or move her limbs before. She was able to speak and sit up after listening to Master’s lectures in just a few days. She spent 50 minutes on the toilet the second day, and excreted small, black, bean-like substances.”

I continued, “While helping her clean up one day, she held out her hand and high-fived me, and it made a loud sound. I told your aunt, ‘We have a predestined connection. Perhaps Master wanted me to help you.’ She was so happy and high-fived me again, and it was just as loud. Tears welled up in my eyes.”

I then told him my story, “You know something? I was in a serious car accident a while back and was knocked unconscious. It was Master who saved me. When I woke up, my body and legs were in excruciating pain, but I didn’t go to the hospital. I went home, studied the Fa, practiced the exercises, and I felt better. It’s been seven months and I’m not fully recovered. I still can’t bend my legs. Before practicing Dafa, I had many illnesses such as congenital cardiac arrhythmia, gynecological issues, gallbladder inflammation, stomach problems, migraines, and bone spurs in my lumbar and cervical spine. My illnesses disappeared after I started practicing Falun Dafa. Isn’t that amazing?

“There’s something even more incredible. My older brother had pancreatic cancer and seemed to have recovered after spending 200,000 yuan in medical treatment. A year later, my sister-in-law told me to go see my older brother. She said, ‘Your brother is not doing well. He used to play mahjong every day, after having his meal. He hasn’t eaten for six days, and the smell of grease makes him nauseous. He’s lying on the kang and can’t walk.’

“I grabbed the audio device with Master’s lectures and went to my brother’s place. I asked him, ‘Would you like to listen to Master’s lectures?’ He agreed, and I let him listen to one lecture.

“I went to his house the next afternoon and my sister-in-law said, ‘Your brother is feeling better today. He ate a big plate of green beans and a bowl of rice for lunch.’ He got better day by day. My brother, his wife, his sister-in-law began to practice Dafa after seeing his incredible experience. These are all true stories that happened around me.”

I urged Xiao Bi’s nephew, “You should withdraw from the Party. And you can still work as usual as long as you know the truth in your heart.” I said as I walked him out, “I’m telling you this for your own good because I want you to be safe. Add the name Ping An (peace) after your surname, and I can help you quit the Party.” He agreed.

I was making dumplings for Xiao Bi one day, and I put some grapes in a bowl without peeling them since I was short of time. I sliced a few pieces of pear and picked a dozen strawberries, and put them by Xiao Bi’s pillow. I noticed later she had peeled the grapes herself, and quite thoroughly.

The next morning, Old Wang told me that Xiao Bi had many popped blisters on the left side. The doctor came over and I asked, “What’s going on here? Is the kang too hot? Or did I not turn her in time?”

The doctor replied, “Neither. She’s probably going through detoxification.” The doctor applied some ointment, and Xiao Bi cried out in pain. The doctor was surprised and delighted, and said, “You can feel pain now. Your sensation is back!”

I said, “She can even peel grapes by herself. Her hands are working fine.”

The doctor didn’t believe me when I first told him about Dafa. But after seeing Xiao Bi’s transformation, he said, “This place is clean and tidy now, and it wasn’t like this before Xiao Bi got sick. Falun Dafa seems to be a good practice. I should withdraw from the CCP.”

I walked the doctor to the gate, and told him, “You can add a pseudonym after your surname, and I can help you quit the Party.” He consented.

I was reading Master’s lectures, “How Humankind Came To Be” and “The Ordeals Our Spiritual Discipline Faces,” to Xiao Bi one afternoon. Her sister walked in and was surprised to see that Xiao Bi could sit up. I said, “She’s been sitting up for over an hour and knows when to use the bathroom.”

Her sister said, “I hope you’re not quitting. You can go to the market to clarify the truth to people in the mornings, and I can take care of Xiao Bi while you’re gone. You can come back at noon to care for Xiao Bi.”

I replied, “I’ve already found a caretaker and she’ll be here on January 20th. I will visit Xiao Bi when I have time.”

My legs were completely healed after I returned home.

(Selected Submission in Celebration of 2026 World Falun Dafa Day on Minghui.org)