"Are you annoying or what!" Tang Ming looked at An Sheng with disgust and coldly asked,
"Since your surname is An, you must have heard of An Zizai, right?"
"You, you know my grandfather?" An Sheng was slightly stunned, looking at Tang Ming uncertainly.
"You first make a call and ask Old Master An who Tang Ming is. Then come back and argue with me."
Tang Ming snorted coldly and then ignored An Sheng.
An Sheng's expression changed uncertainly, but he still took out his phone and dialed Old Master An's number immediately.
"Hello, what's up?" Old Master An asked, puzzled.
"Grandfather, there has been a mass food poisoning incident here in Songlan City, and I am currently at the scene..."
An Sheng spoke quickly.
"Hmph, then isn't this a perfect situation for you, a Western doctor? I told you to learn Traditional Chinese Medicine, but you didn't listen and insisted on studying Western Medicine, I..."