Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!
Chapter 827 - 455: Plan for Medical Research

Chapter 827: Chapter 455: Plan for Medical Research

The moon sets and the sun rises, after a night of turbulence, the skies are clear again. The morning sunlight spills over the Lake Capital City, and the devout morning prayers are recited in the wind. The citizens of the Capital City, having experienced yesterday’s wedding and witnessed many miracles, are all the more devout in their prayers this morning. The rolling waves of sound shake the heavens, like rumbling thunder.

Xiulote woke up amidst the prayers, feeling sore all over, and his shoulders burning with pain. He felt the warmth beside him, turning his head to see his sleeping wife. Alisa was curled up like a cat, her face still streaked with tear marks, clutching tightly to his arm.

The young man leaned down gently, planting a soft kiss on the "cat’s" lips. The cat twitched her nose, wrinkled her cute face, and murmured unconsciously. The young man listened closely, only vaguely catching some indistinct words.

"Mmm... no... naughty brother..."

Xiulote chuckled, touching Alisa’s cheek. Then, he carefully pulled his arm out and got out of bed.

Nashu was waiting in the outer room, having already prepared breakfast. The cold-faced female samurai was calmly composed, respectfully greeting the prince, though her eyes seemed to avoid his for some reason.

Xiulote had a simple breakfast, stretched his muscles, and took some small snacks back to the inner room to wait for Alisa to wake up.

Until the sun was high in the sky, the two of them, faces flushed, finally emerged from the bridal chamber together. Xiulote, escorting his wife, first went to pay respects at his grandfather’s house.

The High Priest was seated cross-legged in the room, smiling gently, though he seemed to have aged somewhat. He first took out the ancestral obsidian necklace as a gift for Alisa. Then, he pondered for a moment and solemnly instructed.

"Xiulote, Alisa... as a married couple, you must support each other and advance together, like beans twining around corn, inseparable. Your marriage not only concerns your happiness but also the stability of the entire alliance!..."

"Xiulote, my child, always maintain respect for the King. If you encounter difficulties, discuss them thoroughly with your wife, do not hide anything. Alisa, please stand by Xiulote’s side, support his endeavors, and maintain his trust with the King... As long as the two royal families remain closely united, the powerful Mexica Alliance will have no weaknesses. The future of the entire world will ultimately be in your hands!..."

After hearing his grandfather’s advice, Xiulote and Alisa exchanged a glance and silently held hands. Then, they both bowed their heads in salute to the elder before them.

"Respected Grandfather, thank you for your guidance. We will follow your will!"

Seeing their mutual understanding, the High Priest smiled slightly and nodded. He said a few more words with a smile, then gave a solemn command.

"May the Chief Divine protect you! I have nothing more for you. Go pay respects to the King!"

"May the Chief Divine protect you! May you stay evergreen like pine and cypress!"

Xiulote, holding Alisa’s hand, saluted respectfully and withdrew from the room. Then, they hurriedly proceeded to the King’s Palace, escorted by the Imperial Guard Warriors.

The King’s Great Hall was bright and clean, with no one else present. Aweit, dressed in splendid royal attire, wearing the Feather Crown of the Quetzal bird, awaited alone on the throne.

Seeing the two enter the hall and salute together, a smile appeared on Aweit’s face. He looked at his daughter with a smile for a moment, then inexplicably lowered his eyes, emotions fluctuating in his heart but not knowing what to say. After a moment, he looked up again with a gentle smile.

"Come, sit closer."

Aweit beckoned them to sit closer.

Alisa blinked and came to her father’s side, clutching his arm and shaking it vigorously.

"Father, did you drink a lot last night? Let me make you some hangover potion... Your daughter misses you... Yesterday’s wedding was busy and tiring, I didn’t get a chance to talk to you..."

"It’s fine. Yesterday’s wine was for your wedding, your father was only happy."

Faced with his daughter’s coquettishness, Aweit’s eyes were gentle, with no sign of the King’s sternness. He chatted with a smile for a few moments until he looked at Xiulote, and his expression became serious.

"Xiulote, my child."

Aweit’s eyes were somewhat complex. He looked at his student, now his son-in-law, thought for a moment, and finally spoke solemnly.

"After the wedding, Alisa will accompany you to the kingdom to live in Qinchongcan City. She has hundreds of handmaidens and five hundred family warriors, you must arrange them properly!"

"Huh?"

Alisa blinked her eyes in response. Her daily life was quite simple, and she never thought she would need so many attendants.

"Yes. Rest assured!"

Xiulote held his wife’s hand and nodded. He understood what Aweit implied, which was the distribution of royal power.

"I will arrange these warriors, handmaidens, and servants properly. In the kingdom, there will be many things for Alisa to manage, and she will need people to assist her."

Upon hearing this, Aweit nodded slightly. He lovingly glanced at his daughter, then asked again.

"Alisa, what do you want to do in the future?"

"Father... I want to be with Xiulote, take care of him, and manage the household well."

Alisa leaned on her lover’s shoulder, blinking gently, her eyes seemingly shining.

"And what else?"

"Mmm... I like plants, and I like flowers. I want to continue studying alchemy. That way, if someone close to me falls ill, I can help..."

"Hmm. Good girl..."

Aweit reached out and rubbed his daughter’s hair. Then, he looked calmly at his son-in-law.

"Xiulote, what do you plan for Alisa to manage when you return to the kingdom?"

Xiulote pondered for a moment, looked at his wife’s doe-like pure eyes, and smiled as he replied.

"Alisa has brought many retainers; she can help me manage the kingdom’s gemstone trade. She can also handle matters in the Palace of Wind... In the long term, I plan to establish a new Medical Institute in the kingdom, fully managed by Alisa, to research injuries, diseases, alchemy, and treatments. Among the Kingdom Priests, there will be a new branch of Medical Priests, incorporating herb priests and doctors. At Divine Power University, there will be new medical courses to address various human diseases and abnormalities."

"Medical Institute? Medical Priests? Medicine... the knowledge of sacrifices and alchemy?"

Upon hearing this, Aweit’s eyebrows raised slightly. The Mexica Alliance revered sacrifices, and the High Priests often practiced this art, having deep anatomical studies of the human body. In the priestly traditions, there are specialized murals recording the different positions of human organs, the heart’s function for blood supply, and how to cut blood vessels to avoid blood spillage... And the study of alchemy relies on the various mystical plants and animals of tropical America, achieving effects such as anesthesia, hallucination, sedation, and anti-inflammation...

In the language of the alliance, medicine refers to sacrifices and alchemy, combined with the treatment of trauma. This knowledge is not widely disseminated among the common people but is usually monopolized by the High Priests as a symbol of their divine power.

"Yes. I have some divine revelations regarding medicine, which are complex and profound. I want Alisa to help me organize them comprehensively..."

Xiulote thought for a moment and then added.

"In the near future, the Medical Institute will become one of the kingdom’s most important institutions. A large number of medical priests will go into the army to treat soldiers’ injuries and diseases, reducing military casualties. Medical centers will also be established in cities for the nobility and commoners to seek treatment... Both the Medical Institute and the medical priests will be under Alisa’s jurisdiction."

At this point, Xiulote’s resolve was firm and his demeanor steady. He was serious about emphasizing medicine and making the Medical Institute a critical institution.

With the approach of European colonizers, the threat of Old Continent diseases loomed. The Old Continent was thousands of miles away, and in this era, their projection capabilities were extremely limited. With the alliance’s current military strength, they were not afraid of hundreds or thousands of European troops. The real terror came from the contagious diseases of the Old Continent, various dreadful pandemics.

Smallpox, measles, plague, typhoid fever, cholera, diphtheria, mumps... Each disease could claim tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of lives! In the tropical rainforest, there would also be acute malaria and yellow fever from Africa, forever altering the rainforest’s ecology.

All these required organized research from the American Empire to find countermeasures. Xiulote had long planned to establish a grand Medical Institute for groundbreaking medical research. He would pool the kingdom’s resources, sparing no manpower or material, to pave the way for medical advancement.

Hence, the Medical Institute would also integrate with divine authority to minimize any obstacles. When a pandemic struck, and medicine proved effective, the entire medical institution would be shrouded in a sacred aura, and the person in charge would surely be deified...

"I can be at ease only if the Medical Institute is entrusted to Alisa..."

Xiulote contemplated, his eyes shifting. After a few moments, he smiled serenely and squeezed his wife’s hand.

Aweit’s expression changed, and he slowly nodded. Caring for warriors and treating the nobility, medicine could win people’s hearts without much danger. He looked at his daughter again.

"Alisa, my daughter, will you be willing?"

Alisa’s eyes were crescent-shaped with a smiling expression, and she clung to her husband’s arm, nodding vigorously.

"Yes, Father, I am willing. What Xiulote said is for my good, and I like them too..."

"... Ah."

Watching his daughter’s innocent demeanor, Aweit lowered his eyes. He wanted to give more advice but lacked the interest to speak further.

"Alright, let it be! The ancestors will bless you!"

"May the ancestors protect you!"

Xiulote, holding Alisa’s hand, saluted his father-in-law and took his leave. Just as he was turning to leave, a familiar voice called out.

"Xiulote!"

"Teacher?"

Xiulote turned, looking towards the great hall behind him.

At some point, Aweit had stood up, leaving the cold throne. He took a few steps forward and came to Xiulote, looking at his student, now taller than himself. After a moment of silence, he only said one thing.

"My daughter is entrusted to you... Treat her well..."