Zhao Jun took the cloth bag containing the Bear Gall from Zhou Chengguo's arms. The gall, from a brown bear weighing nearly eight hundred pounds, was two sizes larger than Zhao Jun's fist.
Through the thin white cloth, he could see the Bear Gall's surface gleaming with a bronze luster. This was a so-called "Copper Gall."
It wasn't that Zhao Jun coveted Zhou Chengguo's Bear Gall. He just wanted to hold onto it for him.
After all, given Zhou Chengguo's injuries, he would surely be rushed into treatment the moment they got to the hospital.
Before treatment, a nurse would definitely help him out of his coat and pants. It would be a problem if the Bear Gall got lost in the process.
And even if a kind nurse put the Bear Gall aside for him, that wouldn't work either. An unprocessed Bear Gall wouldn't fetch a good price.
In Zhou Chengguo's current situation, this Bear Gall was undoubtedly very important to him.
