Bai Xincheng didn't want to hear Bai Shiyin say good things about Xu Qingsheng, so he said, "When I find a better doctor for you, I will definitely cure you!"

Bai Shiyin laughed, looking very happy, "Thank you, Brother Xincheng!"

Bai Xincheng pushed Bai Shiyin to the basement. As soon as he entered the door, Bai Shiyin smelled a rotten smell.

She wrinkled her nose involuntarily: "Why does it smell so bad?"

Bai Xincheng said: "Isn't he that bastard Xu Qingsheng? He tortured Atai every day and destroyed his body. I asked people to treat him, and the doctors shook their heads. If I hadn't brought him out, he would have died in Xu Qingsheng

It’s in hand.”

Bai Shiyin's heart sank, remembering that when she mentioned Atai to Xu Qingsheng, he was very angry and said that he was protecting Atai, otherwise he would have died long ago.

Who should she trust now?

Her hands couldn't help but clenched, and now she could only trust her own judgment.

The basement was not big, and there was a light on. Under the light, there was a single bed against the wall, and there was a person lying on the bed.

His face was sallow, his hair was disheveled, and he was lying on his side with a somewhat fat body.

He closed his eyes and kept moaning.

He was wearing black clothes, and it was impossible to tell whether he had any injuries.

But that putrid smell came from his body. In other words, there were wounds on his body, and they were infected and suppurating.

Bai Xincheng raised his foot and kicked the person on the bed, "Artai, wake up, look who's here?"

Artai tried hard to open his eyes and struggled to sit up from the bed, but he had no strength.

Bai Shiyin saw clearly that this person was Atai, the servant of the Bai family.

Three years ago, he was the one who told himself that it was Xu Qingsheng who set fire to his parents.

Artai opened his swollen eyes and tried to see the person in front of him clearly. He suddenly cried: "Little Miss..."

Atai was in his forties. He cried so sadly that Bai Shiyin also felt uncomfortable.

"Artai, are you okay? How did you become like this?"

Artai looked at Bai Shiyin, glanced at Bai Xincheng from the corner of his eye, and sobbed: "Miss, since I told you the truth three years ago, Mr. Xu, oh no, that bastard Xu Qingsheng, arrested me

For three years, he has not allowed me to see my family. I don’t even know where my family is now.

Mr. Xu, oh no, it’s that bastard Xu Qingsheng. He tortures me and beats me every day. He insists on saying that someone ordered me to lie. I have no choice but to admit that I lied, and he tortures me.

In this way, if the young master hadn't rescued me, I would have died in the hands of that bastard..."

As he spoke, he began to cry again.

Bai Shiyin frowned and looked at him, thinking about his words, and asked: "Now let me ask you, how did my parents die three years ago?"

Artai wiped his tears and looked at Bai Shiyin with one eye. He didn't know whether it was because his eye was uncomfortable or on purpose, but that eye kept blinking: "Miss, I didn't lie. It's really Xu Qingsheng."

That bastard set the fire, and my poor Mr. and Mrs. Bai were burned alive..."

Bai Shiyin's tears suddenly flowed down. She held the wheelchair hard and asked again: "Before the accident, you had been following your father. Do you know about the company? The company once lost three billion. Do you know who took it away?"

That money?"

She stared at Artai closely, and when she saw Artai's crying face just now, she tensed up in an instant. She quickly glanced at Bai Xincheng, shook her head, and said eagerly: "Miss, I'm just waiting for Mr.

Yeah, how do I know what’s going on in the company? I don’t know!”

Bai Shiyin looked at him like that and fell silent.

She drove the wheelchair and reached the hospital bed, reaching out to untie Atai's clothes.

Bai Xincheng quickly stopped her and asked, "Yinyin, what are you doing?"


Chapter completed!