"Hiss! Chen Wen, you'd better come and take a look!"
Fred shouted loudly, "There's something wrong with this brown bear!"
Something wrong?
Hearing this, Chen Wen frowned, "Is it a sick bear?"
As he spoke, Chen Wen quickened his pace and moved towards Fred.
Fred, looking at the brown bear's back, had a sharp gaze: "It's not a sick bear, but an injured bear! This bear... it has two very obvious scars on its back!"
Chen Wen was taken aback at these words.
Scars?
He quickly walked over, frowning as he looked at the brown bear's back.
At this moment, a lot of the brown bear's skin had already been peeled off, and its back was exposed to the air.
On the upper left part of the brown bear's back, parting the fur, Chen Wen saw two very deep wounds!
"Is this... a spear? Or something else?"
Looking at the wounds on the brown bear's back, Chen Wen felt that the wound was quite familiar.
