(Minghui.org) I took a fall and hit the back of my head on the kitchen tile floor at the end of August 2018. I passed out for more than ten minutes. When I regained consciousness, I found that the bones above my left wrist protruded out, and my waist was stiff. I struggled to walk to the bedroom and rest in bed. My son took me to the hospital after he came home from work at noon.
I was diagnosed with bone fractures in the left skull, the pubic bone, the T12 vertebra, and the lumbar vertebrae. The director of orthopedics and the doctor on duty decided to perform cranial repositioning and asked me to take anesthesia, to which I disagreed. My niece, who happened to be a vice president of the hospital, tried to persuade me, saying that her mother-in-law was in excruciating pain even after being given anesthesia. But I insisted on not having anesthesia, and I didn’t make a sound during the bone-resetting process. The operation went smoothly. The doctors all admired me after the surgery. I said that as a Falun Dafa practitioner, I learned to be stoical in the face of suffering.
The hospital president and the internal medicine director came to see me during the lunch break. They said that it would be very painful in three or four days and suggested that I take home some anti-inflammatory painkillers. I kindly declined their advice. I told them that I had a problem with my xinxing and that I should bear the karma.
My son bought me some Yunnan Baiyao, a Chinese herbal hemostatic medicine, but I didn’t take it either. The doctor told me to lie on my back on a hardboard bed for two months. Despite the unbearable pain, I turned over my body, sat up to eat, and went to the restroom by myself every day.
Everything was back to normal less than two months later. I was able to ride a car with my family to attend a wedding in another city on October 4. Seeing my quick recovery at the age of 82, many relatives and friends once again witnessed the miracle and extraordinariness of Dafa.
One other Dafa miracle also happened ten years ago. One day, I went to the market for vegetables and saw a farmer standing near a large box of cilantro in frustration. He had no buyer at all. I went over and asked about the price. He said that no one would buy it even though it was cheap, at fifty cents a pound. I bought two pounds of it at one yuan per pound. He asked why I bought so much, and I said that I would share it with everyone in the apartment building. Amazingly, many buyers suddenly came as we were talking. He became so busy that I offered to help pass the plastic bags to the customers. The large box of cilantro was sold out in no time.
The farmer thanked me for bringing him a good start. I said that I have practiced Dafa and I always wanted to do good things for others. I asked him to please thank Master Li, the founder of Falun Dafa.
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