Liu Guihong - 刘桂红
(Minghui.org) Falun Gong practitioner Ms. Liu Guihong died in February 2014, as a result of delay in breast cancer treatment and abuses during her illegal detention in June 2013.
Despite her repeated pleas to see a doctor, guards at the Wugongli Detention Center denied her requests and yelled at her, “Does it hurt? Deal with it!” They demanded to see documentation of the diagnosis but refused to allow her to call her family to get a copy.
Once on the path of healing by doing the Falun Gong exercises, she saw her health deteriorate until she passed away a month ago. Her breast bled for several months, her bones ached, and she had visceral pain. Her weight dropped by about 45 pounds. Her vertebrae were affected, and her height decreased by about four inches.
Ms. Liu, who was from Gongzhuling City, Jilin Province, was arrested on June 5, 2013, and suffered 15 days in the Wugongli Detention Center in Nongan County.
Below is her personal account of her ordeal, which she recounted before her death.
The Arrest
I joined seven other practitioners and family members to visit two practitioners incarcerated at the Wugongli Detention Center on June 5, 2013. They had been arrested two days prior.
Once we parked the car outside of the detention center, several officers appeared, surrounded us, pried open the doors, and pulled everyone out.
Ms. Cheng Lijing and I were dragged into a police vehicle. I noticed that the driver was a policeman from the Gucheng Police Station. On the way, I had heart pain and felt queasy. He looked at me and said, “If you are going to vomit, throw up in your handbag.”
At the Gucheng Police Station
The car stopped at the Gucheng Police Station. I was so weak that I had no strength to stand up. Ms. Cheng held me and helped me walk in. I had severe pain in my breast and noticed that the sore had begun bleeding.
The pain soon brought me to my knees. Ms. Cheng wanted to help me stand up but a police officer stopped her. He yelled, “Go away! You don’t need to help her! Get over there!”
Another officer kicked me in the bottom, saying, “You look so weak. Why didn't you stay home? Go ahead and die! We’ll send your body to the crematorium nearby.” One male officer said to another, “Her nipples hurt. Pull her clothes down and see if it’s true.” He made many other vulgar comments.
From 10 a.m. to 9 p.m. on June 5, 2013, I couldn’t stand at the Gucheng Police Station and had to lean my head against the wall. Due to the severe pain, I was soon laying on the ground. No one came to check on me. Instead, the police kicked me from time to time, checking if I was still alive.
We were not allowed to use the restroom at first. The police later let us use it for 20 seconds. I tried to stand up to go to the restroom several times, but couldn't. One officer humiliated me by saying, “You wet your pants.”
At around 5:30 p.m., I told the police that I used to suffer from breast cancer and I had severe pain in my breast. I showed them my bleeding breast to prove how serious it was and asked to be released immediately.
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Torture illustration: Dragging
The police just ignored me. Two of them dragged me to their vehicle after 9 p.m., planning to transfer me to a detention center.
Transferred to the Wugongli Detention Center
By then the pain was excruciating and I could hardly breathe. The police dragged me into the car and threw me between the seats.
They drove to the Wugongli Detention Center. I was screened, and they asked my height, weight, age, and illnesses. I told them that I suffered from breast cancer and was currently in severe pain. They still forced me to sign admission papers and took me to a cell.
I couldn’t lie down flat. I had pain in my breast and my back. I had difficulty turning over, and my breast was still bleeding.
I repeatedly requested to see a doctor. The guards saw my breast festering and bleeding, but they said, “We won’t accept your request unless your family can show us documentation of the diagnosis.”
I then asked to make a phone call to my family, but the guards put me off with one excuse after another. I asked to meet with the head of the detention center. The guards kept telling me that he was out of the office. One guard yelled at me, “Does it hurt? Deal with it!”
I was not released until 15 days later. The abuse and torture caused serious damage to my mind and body. I remained very weak. My condition continued to deteriorate.
