(Minghui.org) My wife practices Falun Gong, a traditional cultivation practice for mind and body. She often told me how the practice can improve one's health, citing her own experiences and those of other practitioners. I didn't think much about it, until an incident happened to me.

One day in winter 2014, I had nausea and vomiting with nasal bleeding. My eyesight also went blurry. An examination at a major hospital indicated a walnut-sized brain tumor. “It is life threatening and we have to schedule surgery soon,” said the doctor.

The medical expenses ranged from 90,000 to 120,000 yuan – a huge sum for us. I had no choice but to use all my savings and I still had to borrow a large portion from relatives. When I had scraped the money together, however, the doctor notified me that further examination showed that the tumor was next to a nerve. “A surgery like this could easily take your life or cause paralysis,” he said. Because he felt it too risky, he canceled the surgery – my only hope for remission.

In other words, in the doctor's view, the brain tumor was incurable.

My wife, on the other hand, did not give up. “Only Falun Gong can save you,” she said to me. “Please sincerely recite in your mind 'Falun Dafa is good' and 'Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good'.”

She often talked to me about Falun Gong and sometimes I helped her in preparing Falun Gong truth-clarification materials. So it was natural for me to follow her suggestion.

One day in a dream, I saw many disgusting insects under the membrane inside my head. I collected them with the inner lining of my brain, dumped them on the ground, and crushed them with my feet. When I told my wife about this, she was very happy. “This could be a hint that the illness in your brain is taken care of,” she said.

I had been in the hospital during my illness, but I was discharged when they decided they could do nothing more for me. I immediately began to learn the Falun Gong exercises from my wife. Within three days, my vision recovered and I could read Zhuan Falun, the main text of Falun Gong. For the next two weeks, I had diarrhea, but I was not worried—I knew it was part of the body cleansing of a practitioner.

Four weeks after my initial diagnosis, I went back to the hospital for a follow-up examination. This time, the diagnosis was very different. “I do not know what has happened,” said the doctor, with surprise and excitement, “but the incurable tumor in your brain is gone—it simply vanished.”

My wife and I looked at each other and smiled. After my wife explained the entire story, the doctor was convinced. He said he would not only support Falun Gong, but he would like to separate himself from the communist regime that has been so ruthlessly persecuting this wonderful practice. He immediately renounced his membership in the Chinese Communist Party.