(Minghui.org) I was imprisoned for practicing Falun Dafa at the Baiquan Town Forced Labor Camp in Liaoyuan, Liaoning Province, in 2001. Those of us detained there were forced to dig trenches for military steel cables in Changtu in April and May 2001.
I was very weak. Guards ordered inmates to torture me because I didn't renounce Falun Dafa. Because of the torture, my body was covered with pustules, I ran a high fever and was in great pain. Yet, I was just given little water to drink.
Although I was only skin and bones and felt the ends of my days coming closer, guards forced me to dig trenches.
I can't remember the day, but it was in late May 2001, we were in Maojiadian, the border between Changtu and Siping. We were sitting along the highway and waiting for pipes to lay. Guards had ordered us to face the ground and not the highway.
A Precious Gift From Heaven
While I was slipping in and out of a coma, someone patted my shoulder and said, “Here is a cantaloupe for you.”
I raised my head and saw a very expensive car. Its window was open. The person inside was tall and wore a blue suit and a tie.
I was astonished. The man said to me slowly, “Here's a cantaloupe for you. It's very sweet.”
The inmates around me as well as the guards all said, “Your kin gives you a melon. Just take it.”
I took the cantaloupe. Before I said thank you, the window rolled up and the car slowly drove away.
The melon weighed about one and a half pounds, extremely sweet. It was so fresh and delicious. My entire body felt its sweetness. After I finished it, I felt fresh, at peace and my fever was gone. After I woke up the next morning, all of my pustules had disappeared.
On returning to the labor camp, I mentioned the episode to a Falun Dafa practitioner. He was amazed and said, “It was from Master. Master saw you were between life and death. It looked like a cantaloupe, it was actually a precious gift from heaven. It was the elixir of life.”
From that day on, my health improved daily and I returned more and more to good health within a month.
The food in the labor camp smelled rotten. Bread was made from rotten grain. But I had fresh rosy cheeks.
The huge change in my health caught the attention of the camps officials, from the warden to the guards. They came to ask me about Falun Dafa and praised its wondrous powers.
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