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My home is in Hankou, Wuhan City, Hubei Province. In the autumn of 1998, our factory wasn't doing well, and I was among those let go. Afterwards, I tried to make ends meet by renting out part of our house.

As the saying goes, "Misfortunes do not come singly." Two months after I was terminated from my job, I fell ill and was very weak. The doctor in the hospital said that my blood was the problem. I was in disbelief and asked a doctor relative of mine to check the hospital's findings. Afterwards, he told me that it was leukemia and suggested that I go to Tongzhi Hospital, the top hospital in the province, for another checkup. The final diagnosis was leukemia, requiring immediate hospitalization and treatment. When I heard that, I had a mental breakdown. I was 49, my children were still young, I had just lost my steady income, and now I had a fatal disease. My wife was in tears.

To have proper treatment, I spared no expense. When asked if I was covered by the public health care or was paying privately, I told the hospital to do whatever was necessary. The doctors could not have been happier to try out their imported medicine on me.

I knew very well that there was no cure for leukemia, but only easing of my symptoms. My sister who lived in Wuhan came to see me. She told me that practicing Falun Gong was known to have cured some incurable diseases and quoted a number of patients whose cancers went into remission after practicing Falun Gong. On hearing that, I was greatly encouraged--I wanted to live on. When my sister advised me to take up Falun Gong, I was hesitant at first, but on second thought, I realized I had nothing to lose, since the doctors could not effect a cure. So I got started learning the five sets of Falun Gong exercise from my sister while in I was in the hospital. My sister also obtained for me a copy of Teacher's recorded lectures. I practiced as I continued to receive treatment.

Chemotherapy was very hard on me. My 1.7 meter body shrank to the size of an old lady. One day, the doctor wanted to try a new drug imported from Germany on me, but it could not be administered unless my body temperature was normal. I had a fever. My body temperature hovered at around 39 degrees Celsius for four hours and still did not come down. While waiting to give me my dose, the nurse had to keep shaking the bottle containing the new drug to keep it from "setting:" it would have to be discarded if it coagulated. I was anxious, and in my anxiety I cried out aloud to Teacher, "Teacher, please help me." At that moment, I saw a big rotating Falun appear on my left thigh, spinning like a big fan. I welled up with tears. Five minutes later, my temperature dropped to normal. Surprised at the sudden temperature drop, the nurse wasted no time administering the dose to me via intravenous drip, and I soon fell asleep for two hours. When I woke up, the treatment was completed. After that, the fever never recurred.

After this miraculous experience, I more than ever believed in the power of Falun Dafa. That incident further consolidated my faith. Whenever I had a chance, I practiced the exercises. I also paid more attention to Teacher's lectures.

I remember when I was halfway through the first course of chemotherapy, I asked the doctor to stop and let me go home. Not understanding the reason, the doctor suggested that I complete the first course before making a further decision. After the first treatment, I was completely unrecognizable. All my hair--even my eyebrows--fell out. My neighbors thought that they were seeing a ghost. When I went home, I practiced the Falun Gong exercises everyday. In March 1999, I found a site near my home where I could join a group to do the exercises. I also participated in group Fa study as well. Not long afterwards, my health completely recovered. My hair grew back, and I was in full spirits again. For the first time in my life, I fully appreciated what it was like to live without sickness. I was able to help manage a small food stall for the family. After I left Tongzhi Hospital, the doctors tried to track me down to continue my therapy. But when they discovered that I had recovered completely by practicing Falun Gong at home, they found it "inconceivable."

My recovery from an incurable disease generated a lot of reaction throughout the neighborhood. Everyone said that I was blessed and that Falun Gong was truly amazing, that it had the ability to heal people.

I wish those people who have been deceived and brainwashed by the CCP could recognize the goodness of Falun Dafa. They will then be truly blessed.