(Minghui.org) In the late 1980s, Jia, a distant relative, went into anaphylactic shock when she was given a penicillin injection at a local clinic. The clinician couldn’t revive her and transferred her to a big hospital. By that time, the best window of opportunity to resuscitate her had passed. After one month in the intensive care unit (ICU), she survived but was in a vegetative state.

Many years later, one of Jia’s old friends happened to see her on the street. He couldn’t believe his eyes. “Aren’t you Jia?” he said. “You are still alive?!”

As we know, when brain cells are deprived of oxygen as happens in anaphylaxis, the damage is irreversible. There is no known cure. Jia’s recovery is an absolute miracle. How did it happen?

When Jia was in the hospital, I was a middle school student. Since I lived near the hospital, I delivered lunch to Jia’s son and daughter, who were staying in the hospital to be with their mother during summer vacation. They were even younger than me. It hurt to think what they would do if their mother never regained consciousness.

After that summer vacation, I stopped going to the hospital. I heard that Jia was treated in the general ward for a long time, but she never improved. Jia had no medical insurance. Her family spent all their savings to pay for her care. Her relatives and friends also chipped in to help them. Eventually, they had to bring her home.

One New Year’s Eve, my family and I went to see Jia. She was in bed with her eyes open, motionless and bony. The whole family was miserable.

Fast forward to the 1990s. When Falun Dafa quickly spread across China, her husband took up this ancient mind-body practice. He often played Master Li’s (the founder of Falun Dafa) lecture tapes to his wife, hoping it would help her.

When I saw Jia again in 2006, she was in a wheelchair. She was still skinny, but she could make some sounds and was able to gesture with her hands. It was an incredible improvement.

Ten years later in 2016, I happened to see Jia’s husband again and asked him how Jia was doing. He took me home to see her. When the door opened, I was shocked to see Jia sitting on the bed in the lotus position, listening to Master’s lecture tape. Her complexion was fair and rosy.

She smiled when she saw me. Her husband said, “Look who’s here.” I didn’t expect Jia would still remember me, but she called my name without thinking. I heard it clearly, although her pronunciation was not as clear as before. I was very surprised.

I asked her if she could stand up. She slowly stood up, held onto the table next to her, and took a few steps. Her husband said that she had been able to walk like this for several years, and she would sometimes hold on to something and walk to the window.

Jia’s family, friends, and relatives all witnessed Jia’s recovery and the miraculous healing power of Falun Dafa. They do not believe the disinformation and slanderous propaganda put out by the Chinese Communist Party. I hope more people will know just how wonderful Falun Dafa is and be blessed, too.