By the time I got to the hospital, Fleur was already knocked out by some sort of potion and my father William was having the mediwitch do the appropriate diagnostic charms while he monitored her vital signs. My mother was cleaning up David and herself while Severus was nowhere to be seen. I followed the same protocol as my mother was doing and joined them in the disinfected room, surprised to see the mixture of muggle scrubs being used when magic would be so much more effective. Doesn't hurt to be extra careful.