(Minghui.org) My husband had been working out of town. However, last November, he resigned from his job because of the unfavorable economic climate in China. He had been back home for just over a month when, on the evening of January 3 this year, he went out to dinner with friends. After drinking a bit too much, he crashed at a bend in the road while riding his electric scooter home. He sustained severe injuries in the fall and lay unconscious on the ground. Bystanders called the police, who transported him to a hospital and then notified our son.
It was after 11 p.m. when our son called to tell me that his father was in critical condition. I immediately went to the hospital. When I arrived, I saw my husband lying on the ambulance stretcher. His head was badly swollen, he had lost control of his bladder and bowels, the pupil in one eye was dilated, and he was in a deep coma. The doctors told us that an emergency craniotomy had to be performed immediately; there was still a glimmer of hope, but any delay would be fatal. They asked me to sign the consent form so he could be operated on. Faced with this dire situation, I urgently pleaded with Master to save my husband. My husband had always been very supportive of my practice of Falun Dafa, and he truly believed the phrases, “Falun Dafa is good” and “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” I grasped his hand and whispered in his ear, “You must remember—Falun Dafa is good. Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good. Only Master Li can save you.” By then, it was past midnight, and he was wheeled into the operating room.
Our son and I waited over four hours. After the surgery, my husband was transferred to the Intensive Care Unit (ICU). Standing outside the ICU, I spent the entire night pleading with Master to save my husband. The next day, a miracle occurred: the ICU gave us the good news—my husband had regained consciousness, his pupils were slowly returning to normal, and he had regained sensation in his arms and legs. Overcome with emotion, I thought, “It was Master who saved him. Thank you, Master! It was the extraordinary power of Dafa that brought him back from the brink of death.” He remained in the ICU for five days. Because my husband was a smoker, he produced excess phlegm, so he underwent a tracheotomy and was now connected to numerous machines. However, his vital signs had stabilized, so he was transferred to a general ward.
In the general ward, our son, my husband’s two younger brothers, and I were all there to care for him. Tubes connected him to a multitude of instruments, and we had to constantly turn him over, clean up his waste, give him medication, and feed him. He was unable to cooperate with us, and as none of us knew how to properly attend to his needs, we decided to hire a professional caregiver. At that time, my husband was quite agitated; he thrashed his limbs about and was unable to sleep at night. Consequently, the doctor prescribed a total of 36 sleeping pills for him, to be administered 12 pills at a time, three times a day. The caregiver failed to check the instructions, and we didn’t pay close enough attention either, so she crushed 36 pills and administered them through his nasal feeding tube. About 15 minutes later, my son noticed that something was wrong; only after questioning the caregiver did we realize that she had administered all 36 pills at once. The doctors and medical staff immediately rushed in and wheeled my husband back to the ICU.
My husband was once again facing a life-threatening crisis. At that moment, I had but one thought: only Master can save him. Thinking of how much Master has endured to save sentient beings, I felt a deep ache in my heart. My son was terrified beyond words, having witnessed his father face imminent death twice in such a short time. The caregiver was equally panicked and kept repeating her apologies. I did my best to comfort my son, telling him, “Master is protecting your dad, so he will be fine. The caregiver didn’t do this on purpose, either.” As a Dafa practitioner, I understood that a single lapse in thought—even a momentary oversight—can lead to vastly different consequences. My husband remained in the ICU for another two days until his vital signs stabilized, after which he was finally taken back to the general ward.
Throughout my husband’s hospitalization, I stayed by his bedside, frequently whispering for him to recite, “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” He repeated the words after me, and in this way, he improved day by day. After more than 20 days in the hospital, he’d essentially returned to normal. The doctors remarked that, given the severity of his injuries, his recovery was nothing short of miraculous—he had recovered so well that he suffered virtually no lasting aftereffects. They told us he could be discharged and taken home to recuperate further.
After we returned home from the hospital, I explained to my husband that during the two life-and-death crises, it was Master who had saved him—the extraordinary power of Dafa had saved him from the brink of death. Together, we began reading Zhuan Falun. By repeatedly reading the book, he came to realize that practicing Dafa is about spiritual cultivation, and that cultivation is a continuous process of letting go of attachments.
One day, I wanted to take my husband grocery shopping on my electric tricycle. However, he insisted on driving the bike. Since he had recently been discharged from the hospital, I didn’t feel comfortable letting him be in front. I asked him to pull over. In response, he lashed out at me with harsh, abusive words. Declaring that he wasn’t going anywhere, he got off the e-bike. I then drove the tricycle back home, and we didn’t go shopping. Before long, he returned home, acting as if nothing had happened. I asked him, “Why are you back?” He replied, “I suddenly remembered that when cultivators encounter problems, they must look inward. I realized that I acted incorrectly—I shouldn’t have scolded you, and I owe you an apology.” At that moment, I was deeply moved; finally, my husband had truly obtained the Fa. From then on, he studied the Fa and practiced the exercises every day.
I bow down in deepest gratitude to Master for his grace and salvation.
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