On the afternoon of March 19, 2001, the authorities of the Dalian City Labor Camp

assembled a large number of guards, torture instruments, and ambulances with oxygen

bags. One by one, practitioners were brought into a room. Inside this room, the guards

tried to force practitioners to say that they would give up practicing Falun Gong, and also

to sign a statement to denounce Falun Gong. They tried to force us to slander our Teacher

with dirty language. If a practitioner refused to do these things, he would be tortured. The

sound of screaming from practitioners and curses from guards filled the building.

Practitioners who had been tortured were lying all over the hallway. Some were spitting

or drooling, and some groaned from pain. It was a terrible scene.

At 9:00 p.m., I was also dragged into that room. Guards continuously tortured me until

8:00 a.m. the next morning. I can not remember how many electric batons they used on

me. My body was full of wounds caused by rubber clubs. My buttocks were beaten so

severely that the wounds festered. My knees were swollen from being hit, and my

cervical vertebrae were broken. My genitals festered from electric shocks. I spat up

blood, and lost consciousness several times.

Once after I regained consciousness, camp doctor Han Qiong inspected me and said,

"He's all right. You can continue beating him." He once told my wife, "It's better if Qu

Hui dies." While hitting me, Officer Qiao Wei grinned and said to those watching, "For

many years my cravings have not been satisfied as much as they are now." Even when I

was on the stretcher and about to be carried to the hospital, he still ruthlessly trampled on

me twice. The camp personnel refused to acknowledge that I had been beaten, and

claimed that I had injured myself. I did not injure myself after being locked up in the

mental hospital for nearly two months. Nor did I injure myself when I was detained in the

labor camp for one year. Does it make sense that 25 days before being released, I would

intentionally injure myself?

The next morning, seeing that I was about to die, the labor camp personnel sent me to the

Town Center Hospital. In the initial period of the emergency rescue procedures, the Party

Committee of the labor camp and the hospital jointly issued an order not to permit my

family members to visit me. As for the medical expenses, they first tried to deceive my

family into paying them. When my family refused, they threatened me. The labor camp

party chief said to me, "Renounce Falun Gong, or else the Chinese Communist Party will

not take care of you any more. Who would take care of you if that happens? You cannot

afford such high expenses."

Because I could not get the medical treatment that I immediately needed, my condition

deteriorated, my life was in critical condition, and I was on the verge of death. In October

2000, because my wife had gone to Beijing to appeal against the persecution, she had

been sentenced to three years of forced labor and was being detained at the Dalian City

Labor Camp. Due to emphatic requests from my family, they released my wife on bail

from the labor camp to care for me. When she saw me, I had been hospitalized for 20

days. I was extremely weak and my heart rate was up to 160 beats per minute. My lung

function was failing and I was unable to breathe on my own; my trachea was cut open

and a breathing machine was inserted. My kidney function had also failed and a

catheterization tube was inserted. In the meantime, I had severe diarrhea and was

depending on infusions to survive. I had bedsores all over my body. My buttocks had the

most bedsores and the largest one was nearly 10 centimeters, stretching down to my

pelvis. My vertebrae were black, exposed to the outside and exuded a very bad smell.

According to the doctor, any of the illnesses mentioned above could have taken my life.

After working in a hospital for more than ten years, my wife, who was able to stand all

kinds of medical situations, almost fainted when she saw me. By then, I had already

started to spit blood, my pupils were dilated, and I was in a coma. The doctor informed

my family to prepare for my death. However, due to my wife's strong pleading and after

several rescue attempts, I finally survived.

Fearing that their savage acts would be exposed, the labor camp sent police and criminals

to monitor me 24 hours a day. They did not allow my family members and friends to visit

me. Furthermore, they threatened my wife and prohibited her from telling the truth of the

situation, telling her that she would be sent back to the labor camp. As soon as my

condition stabilized, I requested to be released from the hospital and to return home. This

was precisely what the authorities wished for, so they finally could let go of their

responsibility for my condition. After staying in the hospital for over 50 days, I finally

went home. By the time I returned home, I had already lost my job and the authorities

had confiscated all of my savings. I could only depend on my parents and friends to

support me financially. My wife helped me to turn my body and relieve myself. In

addition, she had to take care of our young daughter. I saw my daughter's timid looks and

the expression of loneliness on her face.

After we returned home, we were continuously under surveillance. The police frequently

came to harass us. They also threatened that they would confiscate our family's property.

On the afternoon of June 25, 2002, three police officers from Taoyuan Street Local Police

Station kicked our door open and rushed into our home to confiscate our personal

belongings. They arbitrarily accused us of being anti-government. We are an ordinary

and kind-hearted couple, and one of us had been cruelly tortured to paraplegia. What kind

of ability did we have to act against the government? They took away everything that

could be related to Falun Gong. In addition, they threatened to arrest both my wife and

our daughter. My wife was startled by this sudden action and felt helpless, and our

daughter cried out in fear.

Over the past four years, I have been lying in bed continuously. The torture devastated

my body and I often feel enormous pain. I am unable to turn my body by myself and my

wife has been literally pulling out my stool with her fingers.

Facing extreme difficulties, my wife went to various government departments to request

the legal punishment of those who tortured me. But as of this day, no substantive result

has occurred.

Qu Hui, November 19, 2004