They don’t bother removing your tattered clothes and/or giving you a non-rock-slab bed unless you survive the first few hours and/or have stopped bleeding profusely.

Can you imagine how wasteful it would be to ruin a perfectly good bed with every potential corpse that walks, limps, or is dragged into the infirmary?

House Ivenmoth is pretty generous to its staff, but who’s got that kinda money, geez