On May 21, 2002, I was abducted by the police and taken to a detention center in Gongzhuling City, Jilin Province. I was mistreated there by corrupt officials, and suffered serious illness. After I became emaciated and was dying, the detention center informed my family. The police took me to the hospital for an examination, still handcuffed. The results of the examination were that I suffered from nine serious illnesses, including advanced rectal cancer, advanced liver cirrhosis, kidney necrosis, diabetes, and cholecystitis. The local hospital in Gongzhuling City couldn't handle my case, so I was transferred to a hospital in the provincial capital. The doctors there said that the illnesses could not be cured and my condition could only be temporarily sustained the way it was. They told my son, "You'd better be prepared [for his death]." Even under such a situation, the police still sentenced me to three years in a forced labor camp. They deceived my family into signing my name to the labor camp roster and on other paperwork. I hereby state that everything my family members signed on my behalf is not valid.

All my relatives came to the hospital to see me. They felt that this would be their last chance to see me. Some relatives said, "Let's arrange for the funeral. You have few days left." I told them, "I am a Falun Dafa practitioner. I have Teacher and Dafa. Don't worry about me. I will be all right." I felt very peaceful inside, and I always smiled. I requested to be discharged from the hospital. The doctors didn't understand, and didn't agree to discharge me from the hospital. I went home anyways, skipping the hospital discharge procedures. I had been carried into the hospital, but once I got home I was able to get up in a few days without the help of any medicine or injection.

At first I could only sit up for 5 minutes. So I sat and read the Falun Dafa books for 5 minutes. I never read the book when I was lying down. Then, I could sit on a chair and read for 10 minutes, 20 minutes, and eventually for an hour. I was not able to stand firmly on my feet when I started to again do the Falun Gong exercises, but I kept trying. This was especially so when I tried the "Falun Heavenly Circuit" exercise -- I was not able to squat. When I would squat, I would be unable to stand up again. But I kept practicing. I needed two people to help me to go to the bathroom. One hung onto me from the front while the other one held my back, so that I could have a bowel movement. I tried my best to do whatever I could: "I am a Dafa practitioner, and nothing can stop me." Falun Dafa demonstrated its power in me. In only ten days, I was again able to take care of myself. I was able to fold my quilt, wash my face, have meals and go to bathroom all by myself. My relatives and neighbors all felt that it was amazing. My friends had urged me to take some tonic herbs when I went home. I told them, "I just need to practice the Falun Gong exercises. No tonics are necessary; nothing else is necessary."

A month later, my wife requested that I have an examination at the hospital. I went to the hospital so she would feel relief from her worry. The exam results still showed that I had advanced cirrhosis of the liver. I comforted my wife after I got home, "Don't listen to the doctors. I was carried in to the hospital last time, yet this time I can walk there myself. Hasn't that demonstrated the power of Dafa?" After another two weeks, I had almost completely recovered. I wanted to go out, to validate Dafa and to clarify the truth. I went back to my hometown. The people in the village could hardly believe their eyes when they saw me, a healthy person. They all felt that Dafa was wonderful. I clarified the truth to them, and gave them truth-clarification materials and VCDs. I walked from one village to another. I told my wonderful story whenever I ran into someone, whether a cowherd, a shepherd, a passerby or a farmer. Many people who didn't understand me at first now understood that "Falun Dafa is good." Some people came to me to learn the truth of Falun Gong, some asked for books to read, and some said they would also practice Falun Gong in the future.

Four months later, I went back to the hospital to clarify the truth to the doctors and nurses. The doctor who was in charge of my case was astonished to see me. He doubted the situation and thought that he must have misdiagnosed my illness. I said, "How could you possibly misdiagnose all those illness? No, you didn't misdiagnose. I recovered without taking any medicine or any injection after leaving the hospital. I recovered by practicing Falun Gong." They felt that it was very mysterious, so I clarified the facts to them. "Whatever you've been told about Falun Gong from TV is all lies. The self-immolation in Tiananmen Square is a lie. It was compiled to frame Falun Gong so that people would hate Falun Gong." I also told them, "Falun Gong does a lot of good for people's health. Whoever practices Falun Gong benefits. Do not believe those lies. You've got to remember that Falun Dafa is good. Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good." When I left, the doctor accompanied me all way to the stairway.

When I was in the detention center, four people, divided into two shifts, watched me around the clock for two days. Any dying practitioner would be sent to the crematory. I said to another practitioner, "I think I am dying." As soon as I said that, I felt that I shouldn't have said that. Didn't that mean that I accepted the arrangement of the old forces? I immediately remembered what Teacher has told us, "We have said that good or evil comes from a person's spontaneous thought, and the thought at that moment can bring about different consequences."(Zhuan Falun) "I've infused this Fa throughout with every element that can enable a person to improve and ascend through cultivation. As long as you study, any problem can be solved. As long as you cultivate and as long as you're able to understand the Fa from the Fa, there's nothing you can't achieve." ("Fa-Lecture at the Conference in Florida, U.S.A") I had let go of life and death, but I certainly did not to strive to die. I just accepted whatever path Teacher had arranged for me. I looked into myself to find out if I had fear of death, if my mind was perturbed and if I truly believed in Teacher and Falun Dafa. My mind felt extremely tranquil and I peacefully rested that night.

My fellow practitioners, especially those who have nearly been persecuted to death: if we keep every single thought on the teachings of Falun Dafa, if we maintain righteous thoughts and righteous actions, Teacher can really do anything for us. Let's believe in our Teacher and believe in Dafa!

Thank you, Teacher! Falun Dafa is really wonderful!

March 17, 2004