My name is Han Xianzhi, and I am 75 years old, a villager from Xitian Village, Yuecun Town, Hualong District of Puyang City, Henan Province. And now I am living with my son and my daughter-in-law. In the spring of 1997, I was obsessed with Falun Gong and asked my husband Lu Shoucai to learn cultivation from me. When he fell ill, I prohibited him from seeing a doctor or taking medicine, causing his death at the age of just over 60.
In the summer of 1996, when we had just gathered in the wheat, my husband felt dizzy and complained of a headache, and later on was diagnosed as hypertension by the hospital after medical examination. However, the doctor said it not a serious case. And my husband’s blood pressure would be lowered so long as he took medicine on time each day. At that time, our son and daughter-in-law worked out of Henan, so my husband and I had to take care of our grandson at home. In 1997, our grandson passed an entrance examination for junior middle school, and was admitted to a boarding school in the city. So my husband and I suddenly became people who enjoyed abundant leisure.
One day I went to my grandson’s school bringing some clothes for him. When I passed through the Cultural Palace on my way back home, I saw two elderly teaching people Gong exercise. Some of them told me: what they were learning was called “Falun Gong,” a wonderful exercise which enabled people to keep fit while helping them to cure the disease if ill. More marvelously, if one kept practicing it for a long period of time, he could even cultivate into “a Buddha.” You know, I was rather old and had a lot of work to do in the field, then I often had a sore waist and an aching back those days. So my interest was immediately aroused by their words. I told myself, “Since I have nothing to do at present, why don’t have a try? Just regard it as a body exercise.” And I learned to practice Falun Gong from them and did cultivation together with other practitioners ever since.
Since then, I went to the city and participated their “collective practicing” on Sundays. At the same time, I got acquainted with many practitioners there. As I was unable to read or write, I had to ask them for help both in understanding Falun Gong’s “theory” and in following exercise postures. By and by, I was really fascinated by the “Heavenly World” they described: no pains or bothers, every one lived a carefree life and enjoyed themselves, and everything there was made of shining gold… I said to myself, “How wonderful if some day I could reach Consummation and ascend to the Heavenly World.”
Two months after I started practicing Falun Gong, I found with joy that all my old troubles had disappeared including the sore waist and aching back. And this made me even more confident that I could obtain Consummation through intensive cultivation. I said to my husband and son, “As you can see, my old discomforts have gone to Java, and I am hale and hearty. You know what? That’s because I have been practicing Falun Gong these days. Do not spend money seeing a doctor or taking medicine if you are ill. Just follow me and practice Falun Gong.”
Ever since my husband was hospitalized for hypertension, he had been always taking hypertension pills to control his blood pressure. As my cultivation had brought about desired effects, I began to peddle Li Hongzhi’s “Karma-removing theory” and asked my husband to stop taking medicine. “Now listen to me, you old chap,” I told my husband, “falling ill means you have accumulated too much Karma, and taking medicine would only press Karma back into your body — it can not pull off the roots of your disease. Yet practicing Falun Gong can remove the Karma and naturally it can cure your illness.” Since then I concentrated myself on cultivation, and placed all the hopes on Falun Gong. In the past, I used to fetch hot water and urge my husband to take medicine every day. But after practicing Falun Gong, I forced him to stop taking medicine, and urged him to follow my example. Giving in to my request and endless chattering, my husband ceased taking hypertension pills. In stead, he sat down and meditated beside me.
However, just a few days after my husband gave up medicine, he was suffering from a headache and dizziness again. Just returning home, my son secretly persuaded his father to take hypertension pills after finding out what’s what. But soon I discovered his “tricks”. I reprimanded my husband angrily, “Master Li has told us so many times! To do cultivation, you have to keep your whole mind on it. Never go to see a doctor or take medicine. Otherwise, it is impossible to obtain Consummation.” My son refuted, “Stop being a blunder, mother. If illness could be cured without doctor or medicine, then what people set up so many hospitals for? Li Hongzhi is talking nonsense.” Their rebellion made me furious. I flung the medicine bottle into the dustbin and shouted, “I warn you two! You may distrust Falun Gong, but don’t profane the name of Master Li. Otherwise, you’ll bring the punishment of heaven on you.” Then I added, “Why am I cultivating so hard? I do it to bless and protect all family members including you.”
Interrupted by my persistence, my husband took medicine a little now and a little then, so his illness worsened after practicing Falun Gong. He suffered from severe headache and dizziness, and often complained of suffocation in the chest as well as vomiting.
I would never forget the date all my life: October 25, 1998. And I remembered vividly that when my husband was working in the field he suddenly fainted. The doctor at our village told me that my husband might have a brain bleeding which needed immediate treatment by hospital. But I thought that’s Master Li removing Karma for him, and foolishly insisted that my husband should stay at home regardless of the doctor’s advice.
At my request, my husband was taken home from the field by neighbors on a stretcher. After a period of time, he finally regained consciousness. I encouraged him, “I’ve told you that practicing Falun Gong will cure your disease. Just take my words for it. You’ve passed the first test of Master Li, and you’ll reach Consummation soon. Now, let me send out Gong powers for you.” As my husband could not move, I recited Master’s scriptures beside him and, at the same time, sent out Gong powers on him. But before long, my husband went into a coma again. Realizing that the situation is really critical, the doctor in our village summoned my son home in a hurry, and together they took my husband to a hospital in the city.
But it was too late. There was nothing the hospital could do for my husband. The doctors said, “The patient suffered from an abrupt cerebral haemorrhage, and the case admits of no delay. But you failed to take the patient here in time, so there’s nothing we can do now.” The very night, my husband passed way.