(Minghui.org) One day in early April 2021, I was riding my tricycle home on a main road carrying several barrels containing 50 pounds of wine. Suddenly I saw an SUV from a side road coming toward me. All I heard was a “bang!” and then I blacked out.
When I came to, I found myself lying in a field. I realized that I'd been hit by the SUV and had flown over the guardrail and landed in the field.
There was a fist-sized bump on my head, an egg-sized scratch on my shoulder, and wounds on my hands, arms, feet, and knees. I wore several layers of clothes that day and they were all torn. My pants and even socks had holes. However, I didn’t feel any pain or discomfort.
My electric tricycle was overturned. One barrel was empty and I was covered in wine. I guess that the SUV hit my tricycle so hard that it flew off of the main road. I must have hit the guardrail head first, which explained why I had such a big bump on my head.
A few people came over, and one young man (later I learned that he was the driver of the SUV) asked me, “Are you ok?” My only thought was that I was a Falun Dafa practitioner. I told him, “I am fine. I am a Falun Dafa practitioner and I will not ask for money. But I hope you can remember Falun Dafa is good.”
At that time, a lady gave me a piece of paper with the SUV’s license plate number and the driver’s phone number. She asked me to call the police. I appreciated her help and kind concerns, but I didn’t want to call the police. She thought I was stupid. A mechanic found by the SUV driver to fix my tricycle also asked me to call the police and go to the hospital. I told him I was fine.
Later one person asked me if the big bump on my head was bleeding. I said no. They believed the consequence of no bleeding would be more terrible than external bleeding because of the accumulation of blood in my head. The driver was scared and immediately called the police himself and insisted on taking me to the hospital, otherwise he couldn’t stop worrying.
At that moment, all I did was tell the onlookers, including the traffic police, that I am a Falun Dafa practitioner, how wonderful Falun Dafa is, how the CCP propaganda defames Dafa, and persecutes Dafa practitioners.
One person replied, “Thank you. I will remember what you said. You are such a good person. You didn’t die in such a serious car accident. You must be blessed.” And the traffic police also said, “Yes, we know Falun Dafa practitioners are good people.”
With their repeated requests, I went to the hospital. I had many exams, but all results showed I was fine.
When the driver and his wife drove me back home, I told them more facts about Falun Dafa. It turned out that the car accident was not a bad thing because I got the chance to clarify the facts about Falun Dafa. The couple both agreed to quit the Chinese Communist Party they had joined.
The next day I went to the market to do business as usual.
Later the traffic police told me that the young man was fully responsible for the car accident and asked me “How would you like to settle the case?” I told him that the driver and I had already settled, “The young man offered me 1,000 yuan, and I didn’t accept. I only accepted the value of the spilled wine and the cost of repairing my tricycle.”
It was no doubt that Master saved my life.
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