Who asked him to cultivate immortality!

May 27, cloudy.

I went to the hospital for a check-up, and the dean said I had a cold but needed hospitalization. Out of responsibility for my health, I accepted the dean's proposal.

This stay lasted for half a month. During that half-month, the hospital was cut off from the Internet and power. I lost the channel to communicate with the outside world and had to stay in the ward without going anywhere.

Fortunately, I was provided with water and food every day.

I asked several times to go outside for a walk, but the director refused my request on the grounds that my cold was not over yet and going out would infect others.

It's so weird, it's so weird.

I thought there must be something wrong with this and felt uneasy, so I sneaked out of the hospital while the director and nurses were not paying attention.

As I slipped out, I found that there were surprisingly few people in the hospital, which was very different from what I had in mind.

Ignore these for now, go out and take a look.

When I walked out of the hospital door, I found that the world outside the hospital was devastated, and people in ragged clothes were swaying not far away. I walked up curiously to check the situation, and found that they were not humans at all, but zombies!

I turned around and wanted to go back to the hospital, but the way back was blocked by zombies, so I had to find another way out.

Now I am hiding in an abandoned building. No zombies have found me yet, but the footsteps upstairs and the rustling outside the door make me uneasy.

Hope you get through tonight safely.

Take a day off.