(Clearwisdom.net) No practitioner wants to recall the miserable suffering they experienced in the concentrations camps (labor camps) under the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) regime. I was shocked when reading a report that stated the purpose of subjecting Dafa practitioners to medical checkups was to remove their organs. I realized then that at one time I was mostly silent. Now I am coming forward to awaken people's conscience, so that together we can expose the demonic atrocities the CCP agents committed and are still committing.
It was in late November 2001, the second day after we returned from a labor site some distance away. The police officer in charge suddenly came into my cell and ordered me to pack my belongings, saying that they would send me back to the labor site. This was quite unusual, because the work team that was working at the site would soon be finished and they were to come back. I said I did not want to go. The officer then left.
The environment in that brigade had already become relatively relaxed as a result of our truth-clarification, and some people had already gained some positive understanding about Dafa. I was able to do the Falun Gong exercises and send forth righteous thoughts. We achieved all these with hunger strikes. I did not want to lose this environment; besides, I did not want to cooperate with the persecutors. I also knew that the vicious police would not leave the matter at that.
Prison inmates at the Guanshanzi Concentration Camp were also monitoring Dafa practitioners. We had become "prisoners of inmates." Two of the inmates were assigned to "supervise" me. They would get a day's deduction in their term for each day they
"supervised" me. This was a big reward from the inmates' point of view, as for them one day in the camp seemed like a year. The police took advantage of this mentality to incite inmates to persecute Dafa practitioners. So, the two "supervisors" did not want me to go either.
Not long after, I was put in handcuffs and locked up in a small solitary cell. I was handcuffed onto a metal ring on the wall for days. They shaved my head to humiliate me. I started a hunger strike to protest. Four days later, the team working at the labor site returned. I stopped the hunger strike and asked to go back to the team. They did not release me from the small cell. Two more days passed and the skin around my wrists started to fester and I developed symptoms of lymphatic inflammation. I asked my "supervisors" to tell the guards. Prison doctor Zhang Fan came to take a look and said that I needed to take medication; otherwise my armpits would become ulcerated. The doctor said I needed to take intravenous Ciprofloxacin [an antibiotic], two bottles of fluid at a time.
I had the first infusion in the prison clinic. The second time it was done in the small cell. I noticed that unlike before, the doctor was extremely careful with the medicine this time, so I became suspicious of the medicine. However, if I refused to take medication, there would be more severe persecution. So, I sat on the toilet bucket, hooked up to the infusion. When there was no one watching, I would disconnect the line from the syringe and let the medicine run into the pot. However, as blood would run into the syringe needle, I had to put the line back onto the needle before the blood ran through. After a few times of doing this, the 100 ml bottle of medicine soon ran out. The doctor changed the bottle. I did the same thing again, to let the medicine run out. In less than half an hour the fluid was gone. Later I said to them that I did not need any medicine any more. "Is this up to you?" The doctor rudely countered. I was feeling unwell and wondered if it was from the medicine they put into my body.
The third day they put me on an infusion again. The police had become suspicious and came to check from time to time. Perhaps they felt that it was not normal for the medicine to run through so quickly. I took a chance and pulled the needle out of the vein and left it in place under the adhesive tape used to hold the needle. This way, the police could not see anything on the surface, but the medicine ran into the pot along the back of my hand. This went on for five days. In the end they stopped giving me the medication due to my strong resistance.
Afterwards, I felt that my memory became sluggish. One day, the hospital people insisted that I must go for a health exam, even though I said I did not want to go. I was determined then, thinking that I must not just go along with what the evildoers wanted of me. I should, however, not handle the situation in a tit for tat manner. I thought about it and suddenly had an idea!
After I was taken to the Guanzishan Hospital, the doctor took my blood pressure and wrote out a list of tests for me to take. They refused to show me the names of the tests, so I refused to let them take blood from me. I wanted to do what I had planned. Consequently, they took me to have an electrocardiogram and scan. They did a particularly careful kidney scan and told me to give them a urine sample when we returned to the ground floor. I told them I did not have any urine right now, but they said I had to provide a urine sample anyway. I said they would have to give me some time and leave me alone; otherwise I could not do it. I told them they must close the door. When they could not see me, I sucked out some blood from my gums and spit it into the urine cup with some saliva. Due to the persecution, and the fact that I had not been able to brush my teeth ever since I was sent to the small solitary cell, my gums bled easily. I then urinated a bit and mixed it with what I spit in the cup. Then I handed it over. Afterwards, prison doctor Zhang Fan demanded 300 yuan from me for the test.
I always felt that what I did was not upright and dignified, and that is why in the past I was too embarrassed to mention this. Now, after the Sujiatun Concentration Camp was revealed, I thought perhaps my experience had been a historical arrangement, that I was able to escape that calamity, so that I could tell people about the evilness of the CCP.
I had never believed that the "health checkup" was necessary, but I had never imagined that the purpose of the checkup was for me to become an organ provider. All these atrocities were the direct results of the CCP's evil policy, "ruin their [Falun Gong's] reputation, bankrupt them financially and destroy them physically."
At this point, I recalled another incident; whenever newcomers arrived, all of them were asked about their blood type and had blood samples taken in the first month after their arrival. I refused to have my blood drawn at the time.
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