Bai Xincheng didn't want to hear Bai Shiyin say good things about Xu Qingsheng, so he said, "when I find you a better doctor, I will cure you!"
Bai Shiyin smiled and looked very happy, "thank you, brother Xincheng!"
Bai Xincheng pushes Bai Shiyin to the basement. As soon as he enters the door, Bai Shiyin smells a rotten smell.
She couldn't help wrinkling her nose: "why is it so smelly?"
Bai Xincheng said, "isn't it Xu Qingsheng's asshole? He tortures Artest every day and destroys 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's hands."
Bai Shiyin's heart sank. When she mentioned Artest to Xu Qingsheng, he was very angry and said that he was protecting Artest, otherwise he would have died.
Who should she trust now?
Her hand was clenched, and now she could only trust her own judgment.
The basement is small and a light is on. Under the light, there is a single bed against the wall. There is a person lying on the bed.
His face was sallow, his hair was disheveled, and he lay on his side with some fat body.
He closed his eyes and kept moaning.
He was dressed in black and couldn't see if he was hurt.
But the stench came from him. In other words, he has a wound on his body, and the infection is suppurative.
Bai Xincheng raised his foot and kicked the man on the bed, "Artest, wake up and see who's coming?"
Artest tried to open his eyes and tried to sit up from bed, but he had no strength.
Bai Shiyin sees clearly that this person is Artest, the servant of the Bai family.
Three years ago, he told himself that Xu Qingsheng set fire to his parents.
Artest opened his puffy eyes and tried to see the person in front of him. He suddenly cried: "little, miss..."
Artest is in his forties. He cries bitterly, which makes Bai Shiyin uncomfortable.
"Artest, are you okay? How did you become like this?"
Artest looks at Bai Shiyin, and Yu Guang steals a glance at Bai Xincheng, Sobbed: "Miss, since I told you the truth three years ago, I've been arrested by Mr. Xu. Oh, no, it's the bastard Xu Qingsheng. For three years, he won't let me see my family. I don't know where my family is now. Mr. Xu, oh, no, it's the bastard Xu Qingsheng. He tortures me and beats me every day. He has to say that someone ordered me to lie. I can't help it , he admitted that I lied, and he tortured me like this. If the young master hadn't saved me, I would have died in the hands of that bastard... "
He said, sobbing again.
Bai Shiyin frowned at him, thought about his words and asked, "now I ask you, how did my parents die three years ago?"
Artest wiped his tears and looked at Bai Shiyin with one eye. I don't know whether his eyes were uncomfortable or deliberately. That eye kept blinking: "Miss, I didn't lie. It was really Xu Qingsheng who set the fire. My poor Mr. and Mrs. Bai were burned alive..."
Bai Shiyin burst into tears. She grabbed her wheelchair and asked again, "before the accident, you followed your father. Do you know about the company? The company once lost 3 billion yuan. Do you know who took the money?"
She stared at Ron Artest tightly. She saw that Ron Artest's face, which was still crying just now, was tense in an instant. She also looked at Bai Xincheng quickly, shook her head and said eagerly, "Miss, I'm just waiting around my husband. How can I know what's going on in the company? I don't know!"
Bai Shiyin looked at him and was silent.
She drove her wheelchair to the hospital bed and reached out to untie Artest's clothes.
Bai Xincheng quickly stopped her and asked, "Yinyin, what are you doing?"