(Minghui.org) After I started to practice Falun Dafa in 1997, I often took my eight-year-old daughter with me to Fa study groups. Although she gradually walked away from Dafa after the Chinese Communist Party started the persecution of Falun Dafa two years later, she has always supported me and other Dafa practitioners, and our benevolent Master Li, the founder of Falun Dafa, has also been protecting her all along.

After my daughter came home from work on August 25, 2018, she squatted on the floor and could not get up. She looked very pale and had a hard time breathing.

“Please plead to Master for help. Only Master can save you!” I said.

“Master, please save me. Falun Dafa is good,” my daughter said. She did not want to go to the hospital and hoped to get better after a night’s sleep.

The next day, there was no improvement at all. My husband took her to the hospital. It turned out that she had extremely low platelets. The normal level of platelets is 300 units. She only had 2. We were told that she could die at any time. Given her critical condition, the head of the hospital arranged to transfer her to the provincial hospital.

That same night, my daughter was admitted to the intensive care unit (ICU). I reminded her, “Do not forget to ask for Master’s help!” We were told to stay right outside of the ICU in case she could not make it. We waited there with our 3-year-old grandson. 

On the 16th day, my daughter was transferred to a regular hospital ward. She made quick recoveries and was discharged on the 19th day. I’m so grateful for Master for saving my daughter.

After my daughter recovered, she wrote down her experience in the ICU:

At night, I was sent to the ICU. No family member was allowed in. I could not have any personal belongings with me. I lay in bed and felt the darkness surrounding me. I was having difficulty breathing. Nurses came to draw my blood, but all they could draw was air. After a few tries, the doctor said, “No need to draw anymore. She does not have blood.”

I felt sad that the doctors in the human world could not save me. I did not want to die. I thought of Falun Dafa’s Master. “Master, you must have a way to save me.” I started losing consciousness at that time.

During the first four times of plasma exchange, I did not show any sign of improvements. Doctors told my parents to be ready, that I could die at any time. During the 12th day in the ICU, my mother came to visit me and she told me about reincarnation. She asked if I wanted to see my son. I said no. I did not want to die. I believed that Master must have a way to save me.

I said to Master, “Master, I was wrong. I made a lot of mistakes.” I enjoyed living a comfortable life and did too many things a practitioner would not do. I lost too much virtue. I regretted that I never cultivated seriously. I was so close to Dafa, but never walked into cultivation. I begged Master to give me one last chance. I will cultivate well and take care of the little Dafa disciple. I will not make mistakes again.

Finally, when I had the final plasma exchange, the nurse said, “Her platelet level is going up today! More than 30 units now!” I knew Master was saving me.

In the meantime, the ultrasound result showed that my heart and my chest were both filled with blood water. My oxygen level started dropping. My limbs were uncontrollably shaking. I became incontinent. The doctors and nurses started rescue efforts. I tried my hardest to shout using my last breath, “Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good! Please save me Master! You must have a way!”

I heard a loud thunder in the sky (later I found out that it was a sunny day with no thunder at all). I knew that Master must have blocked bad elements for hurting me in other dimensions. I wanted to go home to study the Fa and do the exercises.

Finally, I opened my eyes and saw the world again. On the 16th day, I was out of the ICU. On the 19th day, I was released from the hospital. I am so grateful that Master gave me a second life.