After the Zombie Apocalypse Began, My Parents Called and Told Me to Go to the Hospital

When the zombie crisis erupted, my new husband was bitten to death right in front of me while protecting me.

I fought my way to an abandoned, unfinished building and hid there to survive.

But the next day, my family suddenly called to say that Mom had been hospitalized with heart disease and needed me to take care of her.

I hurriedly told them the zombie crisis had begun and that they needed to hide right away.

But my parents immediately launched into a furious scolding:

"Your own mother is sick in the hospital and you won't even come, so you make up some lousy excuse that no three-year-old would believe!"

"What kind of stupid zombie crisis? Have you watched too many sci-fi movies?"

I realized something was wrong and decided to go see my parents at the hospital.

But not long after I set out, zombies spotted me on the way and bit me to death!

When I opened my eyes again, I had been reborn at the moment my parents first called.

I cautiously asked them:

"Mom, Dad, is it safe where you are? Has anything unusual happened?"

My parents answered with complete confidence:

"What could happen at one of the city's top-tier hospitals..."