(Minghui.org) My father is 88 years old this year (2026). When Father went downstairs for a walk one day, a neighbor said to me, “Your old father is getting more and more energetic.” He does look radiant and energetic, not like someone his age. His good health is thanks to Falun Dafa.
My father suffered from various ailments many years ago, including premature ventricular contractions, cerebral infarction, cerebellar atrophy, cholecystitis, and gastric ulcers. He was very thin and frail with a slight hunchback. He looked like a sickly old man. When I first started practicing Falun Dafa, my father was accepting of it. However, after the Chinese Communist Party’s (CCP) persecution began on July 20, 1999, he began to oppose my practice due to fear and the CCP’s propaganda.
However, he gradually came to believe again that Falun Dafa is good after he witnessed my kindness and sincerity improve over the course of my cultivation. He also saw how I recovered my health without medical intervention during several major health trials.
Below are some amazing stories that have happened to my father.
When my father was 83, he had diarrhea one night. After several bouts, he collapsed in bed, leaving feces all over the bed and floor. Around 5 a.m., we rushed him to the hospital. After he was admitted to the hospital, I went home because I also had a fever. My older sister stayed at the hospital to take care of him.
My sister called around 4 p.m. and said, “Dad is dehydrated and still has a fever. The doctor has put him in the ICU. Family members can check on him half an hour before meals, but we are not allowed to stay with him at other times.”
I visited him in ICU two days later. He was covered in tubes, and his eyes were closed. The doctor said that he had rotavirus and was currently delirious, and we should prepare for the worst.
I leaned down and whispered in his ear, “Dad, remember to recite the two phrases ‘Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.’” I vaguely felt his head move up and down, so I started reciting the words in his ear. After a while, I heard my father say in a weak voice, “Go home... I want to go home ...”
I went home and discussed this with my mother. She said, “Going into the ICU is like being half dead. If he wants to spend his last days at home, let him come home.” On the eighth day, I brought my father home. The doctor had disagreed and our family had to sign an agreement that “we will bear all the consequences.” My husband carried him upstairs. Lying in his bed at home, our father relaxed and called his children to his side, giving us his final words.
After my sisters left, I took care of him around the clock, reciting the two phrases to him. Sometimes, when he was in a good mood, he would recite them himself. Month after month passed, and after awhile, my father was able to push his walker to the living room sofa and sit for a while. My father’s daily reciting of the two phrases pulled him back from the brink of death.
Toward the end of 2020, the CCP conducted a mass arrest of Falun Gong practitioners in our region. One night at midnight, when I was about to go to sleep, a series of urgent knocks broke the silence of the night. A man shouted my name and told me to open the door. I thought to myself: This is my parents’ house. These people have tracked me down here to abduct me. I won’t cooperate with them. So I told them to come back tomorrow.
After a half-hour standoff, they started shouting again, but I still didn’t open the door. They then used a master key to open the door and rushed in. Several men grabbed me. One of them pulled out a small notebook and waved it in my face, saying, “We are policemen.” I didn’t even see what was written in the notebook before he put it away.
My father tried to stop them but they didn’t listen at all. Three men and a woman dragged me toward the door, while my father held onto me from behind. In the chaos and scrambling, my father was thrown heavily against the threshold, and I was lifted into the police car after falling down.
I was locked in a metal cage at the police station for two days. Because they couldn’t find any evidence to prosecute me and I didn't give a confession, they released me.
When I got home, I saw my father sitting quietly on the sofa. He said, “After you were taken away, two people helped me onto the sofa. Then a group of people ransacked the house. I saw your MP3 player (used for studying the Fa and practicing the exercises) on the coffee table, so I stuffed it into the gap between the sofa cushions. They dragged the whole sofa out but didn’t find the MP3 player.”
My father protected a Dafa practitioner and Dafa resources this time, and Master also protected him.
One day in July 2024, my father was admitted to the hospital because he suddenly developed a high fever of 39°C (102.2°F). On the way to hospital, I reminded him about the two phrases. He smiled and said, “I know.” Seeing how confident he was, I wasn’t worried any more.
He underwent a series of tests at the hospital, including a CT scan, ultrasound, and electrocardiogram. When the results came back in the evening, the doctor prescribed medicine to bring down his fever. Just as a nurse was about to give him the medicine, I touched his forehead and it wasn’t hot anymore. The doctor checked his temperature and he really wasn’t feverish, so he didn’t give him the medicine.
The next day, the doctor called me into his office and asked, “Did your father test positive during the COVID pandemic?” I said, “No.” He pointed to the CT scan and said to me, “This scan shows a space-occupying lesion in the lung, which could be emphysema or a tumor.” He continued, “The scan shows that it was there two years ago, but it’s fine now.”
My anxiety subsided. The doctor then said, “Why didn’t your father show any symptoms at that time? I have no idea what is going on.” Once the doctor said that, I understood. The lockdown period of the COVID pandemic was two years ago, in 2022. If the disease had flared up at that time, the consequences would have been unimaginable. Master once again protected my father and helped him escape a life-or-death ordeal.
Falun Dafa and Master have extended my father’s life. He now listens to one of Master’s lectures every day and often recites the two phrases. His old age is filled with pure happiness, like a child.