(Minghui.org) I started to practice Falun Dafa when it was  spreading widely in China and am now 64. I feel deeply fortunate to have this rare opportunity—one that has never occurred before—to be a Dafa disciple. There are countless stories about Falun Dafa's miracles. Allow me to share one of my own.

My family lives in a small village in Heilongjiang Province, and we make a living by farming. We have two sons. The eldest, Xiaolei, is 42 this year. He has been disabled since he was a child due to rickets, so he is only 1.4 meters (4 feet 7 inches) tall. He was also born deaf, and his enlarged spleen and liver caused his abdomen to be distended.

Xiaolei is kindhearted by nature and was a very obedient, sensible child. Due to his deafness, he only attended school through the second grade before dropping out to help with farming chores. He is bright and capable, and he even helps me with the laundry and cooking at home.

In April 2024, Xiaolei and I were working in the fields when he suddenly had difficulty breathing. He couldn’t even walk the 50 to 60 meters (about 165 to 197 feet) home and said he felt exhausted. I could tell something was seriously wrong, so I took him to the hospital in town. The doctor diagnosed him with emphysema, an incurable lung disease.

I took him to the Fourth Affiliated Hospital of Harbin Medical University for treatment that would at least alleviate his symptoms. After more than 10 days in the hospital, he was diagnosed with leukemia. Refusing to accept the diagnosis, I took him to a major hospital in Changchun for a second opinion. The doctors there, however, confirmed that he had leukemia.

I wanted to get him into a hospital in Changchun, but there were no beds available. We returned to Harbin, where he was admitted to the Second Affiliated Hospital of Harbin Medical University. After some time, the doctors advised us to go home, stating that further treatment would be futile. Xiaolei was discharged.

After returning home, I realized that we couldn’t handle such a severe illness at home. Because the Second Affiliated Hospital had discharged him, I took him to the Fourth Affiliated Hospital. He was there for over 10 days, but then the doctors advised us to stop treatment. They said it was expensive, the disease was incurable, and we should go home—further treatment would be a complete waste of time.

Hearing that Xiaolei had been diagnosed with leukemia, all our relatives urged us to give up the treatment. They knew we couldn’t afford it, and spending a million or even two million yuan would be useless, since the disease was incurable. There was literally no drug that could cure him. It could only possibly put the disease into remission.

By this point, Xiaolei’s hemoglobin was extremely low. Everyone thinks doctors can cure people, yet we were forced to watch helplessly as no hospital would admit him and no treatment was offered. We had no choice but to go home and wait for the inevitable.

On the way home, we bought three boxes of blood-boosting supplements. Each tablet cost 500 yuan. After finishing the three boxes, I realized it was pointless to keep giving them to him, so I stopped.

I sat down with Xiaolei and said, “Taking that medicine is useless now; there are no miracle cures. Why don’t you practice Falun Dafa with me? Only Master Li can save you now. This is the only path left.” 

He replied, “All right!”

With his hemoglobin level so low, he was very weak. His hands and feet were pale, his face was deathly white, and he was terribly thin. Ever since our son fell ill, my husband wept all the time. Whenever he saw Xiaolei studying the Fa and practicing the exercises—especially when he struggled to stand still during exercise two—he would scold me and forbid our son from practicing. I refused to be swayed, even when he scolded me. I would still guide our son through the exercises.

By now, the entire village knew that Xiaolei had leukemia. After we returned home, I began guiding him in practicing Falun Dafa. Some people remarked, “He has practically no blood left, is completely drained of energy, and his face is ghostly pale—yet you’re still making him hold his arms up to do the exercises.” They all mocked me, accusing me of needlessly tormenting him.

No matter what others said, I remained unshaken. As a Dafa disciple, I had absolute confidence that Master was watching over us. I simply kept my heart unmoved and continued to guide Xiaolei in studying the Fa and practicing the exercises every day.

Xiaolei was incredibly diligent in his cultivation and did the exercises twice a day. In the mornings, he would wake me for our morning practice, and later in the day, he would join me in studying the Fa.

After Xiaolei began studying the Fa and practicing the exercises, he experienced a period of diarrhea and bloody stools. Almost immediately afterward, his condition began to rapidly improve. His previously enlarged spleen, liver, and distended abdomen returned to normal size.

Because Xiaolei practiced with such sincere devotion, his recovery was exceptionally swift. Many exclaimed, “My goodness. He had leukemia, yet he recovered by practicing Dafa. Falun Dafa is truly wonderful!”

When our relatives heard that our son had recovered, they could hardly believe it and wanted to see him for themselves. During the New Year, I took him to visit our relatives in the city. Although the doctors had given him a death sentence, he recovered miraculously. Falun Dafa is truly extraordinary!

After Xiaolei’s health improved, the villagers, who had initially been skeptical and even mocked him, shifted from skepticism to admiration. One of his aunts, a doctor, examined his eyes to see if he was still anemic. In astonishment, she exclaimed, “He really is cured.” One cousin, a medical professional, also examined his eyes and declared, “He really has recovered.” Our relatives marveled, “This truly is a miracle. Falun Dafa is wonderful!”

Although Xiaolei was on the brink of death, practicing Falun Dafa worked a miracle and renewed his life. Thus, my family, friends, and the entire village witnessed the wonder and greatness of Falun Dafa.

Today, Xiaolei and I are happy to be cultivating Falun Dafa and leading a peaceful life. Master bestowed this upon us. We are deeply grateful to Master for his compassionate salvation.

(Selected Submission in Celebration of 2026 World Falun Dafa Day on Minghui.org)