The guardian's sword by Taking Cigarette novel Chapter 1893

Cindy had always been interested in medicine. Besides that, he had also figured out a set of his own medical skills theory on the battlefield.

Now that he had time, he wanted to read more books on traditional medicine to make his medical skills more comprehensive and advanced. However, Cindy found the dozens of books on traditional medicine he bought were superficial and boring after returning to the hotel.

It seemed that it was not feasible to learn theoretical knowledge of traditional medicine by buying some books on traditional medicine in the bookstore.

Cindy was disappointed, but Rebbeca was thrilled. Because that way, Cindy would not force him to read.

Rebbeca was a typical soldier. He had no problem going to war and leading soldiers, but he could not sit down and study. It would make him feel worse than dying.

“Commander, if you ask me, that’s a lot of ways to kill time. We can go shopping, play ball games, and watch competitions. We can do anything. Isn’t it better than reading?”

Rebbeca’s remark made Cindy laugh out loud.

“You just don’t want to study… Forget it. I won’t force you,” Cindy said and took a long exhale.

***

Next day evening.

Once Cindy and Rebbeca got ready, there was a knock on the door.

Rebbeca went to open the door and saw Gabe standing outside.

Gabe was dressed in a suit with his hair neatly combed, making him look stylish.

“What, what, what! You look good!” Rebbeca said with a smile.

Then Gabe looked at Cindy.

Although Cindy had also changed into a suit, his suit was ordinary. Both the material and workmanship were simple and plain. You could tell it was not a designer brand at a glance.

“Mr. George, you’re keeping a low profile as always,” Gabe could not help but say.

“I just don’t like to spend too much effort on pointless things,” Cindy said calmly.

Cindy and Rebbeca got into Gabe’s car and drove toward the auction.

Gabe’s car was barely considered a luxury car. It was a Mercedes Benz costing about half a million dollars.

To ordinary people, a car of about half a million dollars was considered a luxury car, but a car costing half a million dollars was no different from an ordinary car to the rich.

Cindy was happy with it. Because with Gabe’s income, such a car would be just right for his status and not too much of a financial burden on him. If Gabe was driving a multi-million dollar sports car, there was no doubt that Gabe had become corrupted.

After all, his monthly income was only a little over 10,000.

If he did not become corrupted, how could he afford a luxury car?

If Gabe, who was driving, had known what Cindy was thinking, his hands would have shaken, and he would have driven onto the grass.