The zombie crisis broke out, and my newlywed husband was bitten to death by zombies in front of me in order to protect me.
And I desperately escaped to an abandoned and unfinished building to survive.
But the next day, I suddenly received a call from my family saying that my mother was hospitalized due to a heart disease and asked me to take care of her.
I quickly said that a zombie crisis had broken out and asked them to hide quickly.
But my parents scolded me vehemently:
"I didn't care when my own mother was sick and was hospitalized, and she made up such a lame excuse that even a three-year-old wouldn't believe!"
"What bullshit zombie crisis? You've watched too many science fiction movies!"
I realized something was wrong and wanted to go to the hospital where my parents were.
But not long after setting off, I was discovered by zombies on the way and bitten to death!
When I opened my eyes again, I was reborn to the time when my parents just called me.
I asked cautiously:
"Mom and Dad, is it safe where you are? Are there any special circumstances?"
My parents spoke swornly:
"What can the city's top tertiary hospitals do?
