(Minghui.org) My father had a stroke at the end of 2021 and was in the intensive care unit (ICU). The blood vessels in his brain were blocked, his heart, liver, and kidneys were impaired, and he had a serious lung infection. His blood oxygen level was only 30%.

My father was on a ventilator and was catheterized. His hands and feet were tied to the hospital bed so that he wouldn’t pull anything out.

He was in critical condition for the first five days. Family members were rarely allowed into the ICU unit. On the few rare occasions we were allowed to visit him when he was awake, we whispered in his ear to remind him to remember and recite “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness Compassion Forbearance is good.” He couldn’t talk, but he would move his hand that I held to let me know he heard me.

There were many patients in the ICU, and I saw many family members waiting anxiously outside. They were paying hundreds or thousands of yuan every day and they couldn’t go to work—they stayed with their family member. Some of the patients in the ICU passed away in just a few days, while others lasted 10 days and then died. Only a small number survived and were transferred to a regular hospital ward to continue treatment.

Seeing people dying so often and so fast, one waiting relative said, “This place is like the gate of hell.” Another said, “People compete and fight their whole lives, but what can they take with them when they finally leave?” Many waiting family members sighed, “What on earth is the meaning of life?”

My father’s condition improved after more than 10 days in the ICU. He was able to breathe by himself, and the ventilator was removed. He was transferred to a regular hospital ward.

Members of our family took turns staying with him. We read Zhuan Falun or played Master’s Fa-teaching audiotapes to him. We also reminded him to keep reciting the two phrases. Two weeks later, the doctors said they would release him because that was all the medications could do for him.

There is no elevator in his apartment building, so four of us had to carry my father up to his apartment. We continued to read Zhuan Falun to him and had him listen to Master’s Fa-teaching audiobooks every day. He was recovering. He could stand up by himself, then he could walk a few steps. He could raise his arm and eat with a spoon, and eventually he could do more and more.

Six months later, my father was able to walk down several floors by himself, stroll in the subdivision for a short distance, and climb up several stories to his apartment. He reads Zhuan Falun every day. We often remind him to recite the two phrases.

May my father live longer and healthier with the blessing of Falun Dafa.