"Mr. Li Xiaoye came to Jinghai on his own initiative, do you know why?" Gu Ran asked.
"Wasn't it because he kept smelling a stink?" Li Xia said, "At first it was the kitchen; he thought the odor-proofing wasn't done well. Decoration companies and property management took turns visiting. Then they even hired a professional odor-proofing company. After a lot of hassle, it still wasn't resolved;
"The kitchen would have been fine since he doesn't cook, but before long, the bathroom started to stink too, and eventually he even said his own body smelled bad, so stinky that he couldn't sleep, and then he came to Jinghai."
"That's right." Gu Ran nodded, "And do you know what he requested after arriving at Jinghai?"
"Isn't it to cure his brain?" Li Xia said matter-of-factly.
"What do you mean 'cure his brain'?" Li Xiaoye was unsatisfied.
"Aren't you having a problem with your brain?"
"I just smell a stink, what do you mean 'cure his brain'?"
