8.2

"Jiang Jiamian, how dare you speak to me like that? Let me tell you, just because you're injured doesn't mean I'm going to go easy on you. As for framing Tang Tang, you're hurt because you brought this on yourself, it's all your own fault!"

At that moment, Fu Xiaoyuan was doing everything he could to protect his so-called true love. He completely ignored the nurse's warning not to talk too much to the patient, especially not to stimulate him.

In fact, he looked like he wanted to provoke Jiang Jiamian. The more he made him suffer, the more satisfied he looked, like hurting him was the only way to let out his anger.

Tang Tang, who was following him, quietly tugged on Fu Xiaoyuan's sleeve and whispered, "Brother Fu, don't be angry, just talk it out. I don't mean to blame him, and it's reasonable for him to dislike me."

Though his voice was gentle, Jiang Jiamian caught the clear mix of resentment and joy in the way Tang Tang looked at him.